Texty: TV On The Radio. Hours.

You walked around
said yourself beatufiul
just too bad they stare
just too bad they stare
broke up your crown
called you unusable
see how well you fair
stole underground
to keep your heart around
banished from above
banished from above
forgot yourself
go home and shot your health
left it all for love

and all their lips
delirious quipps
last seen with friends
wishing them well
you
you listen for the truth

just too bad they lied
just too bad they lied
oh come around
inform our future youth
summon from the sky

the future is cruel
unusual fools
leave them to rule in hollow point hell

now listen to the truth
cradle and a cry
cradle and a cry
your light will shine

keep your head on high
keep your head on high

you walk around
know you are beautiful
aimless and alive
broken and defined
walk around know you are future youth
summon to the sky