Look at his hand move!
Check out the shape of his hips as he goes!
Well he's totally natural!
Well actually he's a white ghost
Performing in a video.
He's totally natural! (he's only an actor)
He's so beautiful to see,
But something's lost underneath,
Enter the wounded animal,
Refuse the medals they bestow
Shake a hand, take a bow
It's so au natural
(He's only an actor)
(He's on the screen...)
The chains lie broken one by one
Of the molten- sod illusion of a broken home
It's a street fight, it's a Friday night alone
It's a bottle that's warming on the shelf
It's feeling just inches away from death
It's a street, it's an icicle
It's a panic attack, it's only an act, yeah.
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead - Totally Natural Lyrics
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead - Totally Natural Lyrics
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Look at his hand move!
Check out the shape of his hips as he goes!
Well he's totally natural!
Well actually he's a white ghost
Performing in a video.
He's totally natural! (he's only an actor)
He's so beautiful to see,
But something's lost underneath,
Enter the wounded animal,
Refuse the medals they bestow
Shake a hand, take a bow
It's so au natural
(He's only an actor)
(He's on the screen...)
The chains lie broken one by one
Of the molten- sod illusion of a broken home
It's a street fight, it's a Friday night alone
It's a bottle that's warming on the shelf
It's feeling just inches away from death
It's a street, it's an icicle
It's a panic attack, it's only an act, yeah.
Check out the shape of his hips as he goes!
Well he's totally natural!
Well actually he's a white ghost
Performing in a video.
He's totally natural! (he's only an actor)
He's so beautiful to see,
But something's lost underneath,
Enter the wounded animal,
Refuse the medals they bestow
Shake a hand, take a bow
It's so au natural
(He's only an actor)
(He's on the screen...)
The chains lie broken one by one
Of the molten- sod illusion of a broken home
It's a street fight, it's a Friday night alone
It's a bottle that's warming on the shelf
It's feeling just inches away from death
It's a street, it's an icicle
It's a panic attack, it's only an act, yeah.