Flash Delirium Lyrics
| Song | Flash Delirium |
| Artist | MGMT |
| Album | Congratulations |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Goldwasser & Vanwyngarden | |
| 作词 : Goldwasser & Vanwyngarden | |
| Mild apprehension | |
| Blank dreams of the coming fun | |
| Distort the odds of a turnaround | |
| Gut screams out next to none | |
| So turn it on, tune it in | |
| And stay inert | |
| You say, "I've got the backbone" | |
| The back way to escape the gun | |
| Climbing a tree with a missing limb | |
| And not saving anyone | |
| And now it hurts to stay at home | |
| And see flash | |
| The mirror ball's throwing mold | |
| You can't get a grip if there's nothing to hold | |
| See the flash catch a white lily laugh and wilt | |
| But if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt | |
| Plants, as far as | |
| I know are still | |
| Still bending toward the light | |
| And if we dance until the heart explodes | |
| It'll make this place ignite | |
| And even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope | |
| It's just a case of flash delirium | |
| Here's a growing culture deep inside a corpse | |
| Ages stuck together taking it to the source | |
| Timeless desperation, pictures on a screen scream"Hey people, what does it mean?" | |
| Comfort keeps us nice | |
| So quick to donate everything | |
| Die wolken drifting | |
| Blinding, smiling circling | |
| And time's tingling spines | |
| Attaching hands to floor | |
| The rosy-tinted flash | |
| The hot dog's getting cold | |
| And you'll never be as good as the | |
| Rolling Stones | |
| Watch the birds in the airport gathering dirt | |
| Crowd the clean magazine, chick lifting up her skirt | |
| Lines when | |
| I close my eyes and just | |
| Aim blindly at the sun and hear love | |
| When the ghosts start singing | |
| Terrorizing everyone | |
| Geometric troops aligning | |
| Carried up to the burial mounds with gold | |
| It's a heavy [Incomprehensible] but your | |
| You rhythm makes it light and explode | |
| Like a violent star keeps threatening the night | |
| Even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope and trust | |
| That our heads won't bust1655 red battleships40 earth like planets3 holes 2 tits, 1 fork in it's side | |
| Zero tears in their eyes | |
| Sue the spiders | |
| Sink the Woelsh | |
| Stab your | |
| FacebookSell sell sell | |
| Undercooked, overdone | |
| Mass adulation not so funny | |
| Poisoned honey | |
| Pseudo science, silly money | |
| You're my honey |
| zuo qu : Goldwasser Vanwyngarden | |
| zuo ci : Goldwasser Vanwyngarden | |
| Mild apprehension | |
| Blank dreams of the coming fun | |
| Distort the odds of a turnaround | |
| Gut screams out next to none | |
| So turn it on, tune it in | |
| And stay inert | |
| You say, " I' ve got the backbone" | |
| The back way to escape the gun | |
| Climbing a tree with a missing limb | |
| And not saving anyone | |
| And now it hurts to stay at home | |
| And see flash | |
| The mirror ball' s throwing mold | |
| You can' t get a grip if there' s nothing to hold | |
| See the flash catch a white lily laugh and wilt | |
| But if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt | |
| Plants, as far as | |
| I know are still | |
| Still bending toward the light | |
| And if we dance until the heart explodes | |
| It' ll make this place ignite | |
| And even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope | |
| It' s just a case of flash delirium | |
| Here' s a growing culture deep inside a corpse | |
| Ages stuck together taking it to the source | |
| Timeless desperation, pictures on a screen scream" Hey people, what does it mean?" | |
| Comfort keeps us nice | |
| So quick to donate everything | |
| Die wolken drifting | |
| Blinding, smiling circling | |
| And time' s tingling spines | |
| Attaching hands to floor | |
| The rosytinted flash | |
| The hot dog' s getting cold | |
| And you' ll never be as good as the | |
| Rolling Stones | |
| Watch the birds in the airport gathering dirt | |
| Crowd the clean magazine, chick lifting up her skirt | |
| Lines when | |
| I close my eyes and just | |
| Aim blindly at the sun and hear love | |
| When the ghosts start singing | |
| Terrorizing everyone | |
| Geometric troops aligning | |
| Carried up to the burial mounds with gold | |
| It' s a heavy Incomprehensible but your | |
| You rhythm makes it light and explode | |
| Like a violent star keeps threatening the night | |
| Even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope and trust | |
| That our heads won' t bust1655 red battleships40 earth like planets3 holes 2 tits, 1 fork in it' s side | |
| Zero tears in their eyes | |
| Sue the spiders | |
| Sink the Woelsh | |
| Stab your | |
| FacebookSell sell sell | |
| Undercooked, overdone | |
| Mass adulation not so funny | |
| Poisoned honey | |
| Pseudo science, silly money | |
| You' re my honey |
| zuò qǔ : Goldwasser Vanwyngarden | |
| zuò cí : Goldwasser Vanwyngarden | |
| Mild apprehension | |
| Blank dreams of the coming fun | |
| Distort the odds of a turnaround | |
| Gut screams out next to none | |
| So turn it on, tune it in | |
| And stay inert | |
| You say, " I' ve got the backbone" | |
| The back way to escape the gun | |
| Climbing a tree with a missing limb | |
| And not saving anyone | |
| And now it hurts to stay at home | |
| And see flash | |
| The mirror ball' s throwing mold | |
| You can' t get a grip if there' s nothing to hold | |
| See the flash catch a white lily laugh and wilt | |
| But if you must smash a glass first fill it to the hilt | |
| Plants, as far as | |
| I know are still | |
| Still bending toward the light | |
| And if we dance until the heart explodes | |
| It' ll make this place ignite | |
| And even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope | |
| It' s just a case of flash delirium | |
| Here' s a growing culture deep inside a corpse | |
| Ages stuck together taking it to the source | |
| Timeless desperation, pictures on a screen scream" Hey people, what does it mean?" | |
| Comfort keeps us nice | |
| So quick to donate everything | |
| Die wolken drifting | |
| Blinding, smiling circling | |
| And time' s tingling spines | |
| Attaching hands to floor | |
| The rosytinted flash | |
| The hot dog' s getting cold | |
| And you' ll never be as good as the | |
| Rolling Stones | |
| Watch the birds in the airport gathering dirt | |
| Crowd the clean magazine, chick lifting up her skirt | |
| Lines when | |
| I close my eyes and just | |
| Aim blindly at the sun and hear love | |
| When the ghosts start singing | |
| Terrorizing everyone | |
| Geometric troops aligning | |
| Carried up to the burial mounds with gold | |
| It' s a heavy Incomprehensible but your | |
| You rhythm makes it light and explode | |
| Like a violent star keeps threatening the night | |
| Even if this hall collapses | |
| I can stand by my pillar of hope and trust | |
| That our heads won' t bust1655 red battleships40 earth like planets3 holes 2 tits, 1 fork in it' s side | |
| Zero tears in their eyes | |
| Sue the spiders | |
| Sink the Woelsh | |
| Stab your | |
| FacebookSell sell sell | |
| Undercooked, overdone | |
| Mass adulation not so funny | |
| Poisoned honey | |
| Pseudo science, silly money | |
| You' re my honey |
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