Mx Missiles

Those that will judge
Will say you're aloof
But you know the truth is a seed
You know what you need
Is a conflagration
Cause when I see your blood
And the bits of your broken tooth
It gives me proof that I need
It's the proof that you bleed
And its a revelation
It's a revelation

I thought you were a life-sized paper doll
Propped up in the hardware store
Propped up on the front lawn watching the parade
Of those legionnaires with 2/4s
Marching off to wars

I didnt know what you were made of
Color of blood what you're afraid of
Are you made of calium or are you cardon based
Cause if your made of calium I'll have to take a taste
Calium id deadly, but tender to the tooth
But its one sure-fire way to know if you're mx-missile proof
Or if you're just aloof

And you were in the ground in late November
Though the leaves and earth were damp
Did you think they would remeber
How you almost made state champ
And when you're running for the game against Alfonsus
And you fell upon the ground and chipped your tooth
That might really have surprised us
To learn that maybe you weren't really mx-missiles proof

I thought you were a life-sized paper doll
Propped up in the hardware store
Propped up on the front lawn watching the parade
Of those legionnaires with 2/4s
Marching off to wars
Yeah, their marching off to wars
Their marching


source: Songteksten.nl

Language: english
Mood: Dramatic; Stylish; Intimate; Smooth; Refined; Romantic; Theatrical; Gentle; Soothing; Literate; Laid-Back/Mellow; Autumnal; Cerebral; Calm/Peaceful; Lush; Hypnotic; Provocative; Delicate; Tense/Anxious; Elegant; Ethereal; Organic; Reverent; Atmospheric; Sophisticated; Circular; Eccentric
Theme: Introspection; Late Night; Rainy Day
Style: Alternative/Indie Rock; Adult Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative Singer/Songwriter