Floob - Thumbnail Mountain

It's a beautiful crazy fucked up world
And it's hard to find the peace that you need
When the puzzle's in another dimension
And the pieces aren't quite where they seem to be
It's when I try to get a hold on myself that I realize it has a hold on me
When money loses to trade
When the police have nothing to say
When the trees grow through the roads that we've paved
I'll be waiting
It's a beautiful crazy Picasso world it's hard to trust the faces that greet us everyday
If we remove the distortion the lies the t.v.
Do you think that we would have anything to say
It's when I try to get a hold on myself that I realize it has a hold on me
When money loses to trade
When the police have nothing to say
When the trees grow through the roads that we've paved
I'll be waiting
Breaking out on my own two feet
I see the light coming in from all directions on me
You see with science blind and in theory we meet
With no god above in ourselves we believe
We are each a mountain in a thumbnail

Written by:
Jonathan Lee, Michael Hanks

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