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Breathe Through Ears Video (MV)




Performed By: Filofax
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Shane McConnell




Filofax - Breathe Through Ears Lyrics




A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed

A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed
An urge to destroy all hate that is left
I can see you in your castle...
I've been a peasant - I've been a pleb

I've had no desire to have it all
I've laid in my bed
But share misfortune 'til the end!
Sense tweaked
How should I speak
If I can't see?!
Fences, institutions tell you WHO TO BE!

(Trusting no one. Robotic existence. Into the night never to be
Testing me. Blessing me. Festering seed)

A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed

He's a pleb!

I don't know anatomy
I don't math
I won't be a casualty
They don't understand, so I can continue to ask a question with no relevance
AND an answer to match!

Breath Through My Ears!
Breathe Through My Ears!
Breathe Through My Ears!
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A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed

A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed
An urge to destroy all hate that is left
I can see you in your castle...
I've been a peasant - I've been a pleb

I've had no desire to have it all
I've laid in my bed
But share misfortune 'til the end!
Sense tweaked
How should I speak
If I can't see?!
Fences, institutions tell you WHO TO BE!

(Trusting no one. Robotic existence. Into the night never to be
Testing me. Blessing me. Festering seed)

A satisfactory story
Glory is when he's dead
No interest in intellect
The spoon was broken when he was fed

He's a pleb!

I don't know anatomy
I don't math
I won't be a casualty
They don't understand, so I can continue to ask a question with no relevance
AND an answer to match!

Breath Through My Ears!
Breathe Through My Ears!
Breathe Through My Ears!
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Writer: Shane McConnell
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