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Mgmt lyrics : "Metanoia"

Metanoia, reshaping the world
It can teach you
And reprogram you

It can show you the flood
That's trapped inside
This one's alive

The tail is breathing
And she's listening
Kill the serpent

Divide, disperse and grow
Into an oak
A silver lining on a black scale

Wicked hunter on three hooves he still rode
But where is the fourth?
You can climb there

To your lofty perch
It can teach you the fairytale of hurt


Mystic referee, don't look on me with scorn
I'm a child, I'm a lover being born
Satchidananda

Disregard the path I'm on
You can justify the action, should you bless
My ambition and my indecisiveness

Satchidananda
Let me know that you exist
Watch me tremble as I'm answering the phone

I am separate from everything you know
Mystic referee I promise to return
Once I've given up and lessons have been learned

Satchidananda
You can watch my fire burn


We were talkin' junk right,
Just before the show
This wild-eyed kid came up to the fence

He took one look at us, and he said:

"Help me,

Drummer,
Ticket,
Yeah!"


We didn't play his favorite song,
Now he'll never come to another show


Hospitals and woods confirm
Red in the eyes of everyone

Parasites and lovers scrape the meat from bones
Turned into jade and tiger's eye
Save me some dark hair over a face like hers

She'll help the rain come to a pour
Bathroom floor of stone and tiles broke in two
Warm where they touch her porcelain

Timid skin I'm careful to untie this road
Wrapped in a knot indifferent
Lion's foot unearthing all the things I've seen

But never truly understood
Rotten wood from oceans that were never green
Crumbles beneath the canopy

Secretly

Let's pretend we never touched the sugar


Tonight, under rose
You won't find another wheel to roll

When autumn winds appear
We wear these fears on our right
It just wants to be surreal 'cause

All dressed in diamond image jeans
Mercury's found in old field
We miserable in love

And chance we walked
Right on in, into the streets of the city but
Watching people disappear

Without reaching out
Years and years
You're left by yourself
On the wheel

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