The Russian Futurists - Sentiments Vs. Syllables lyrics

If my time's up then please don't wake me, And if I word stuff far too vaguely It's because things don't mean much to me lately Enjoy it boy it's ending, past and patent pending In black and white like your dreams It's sentiments and syllables and still it pulls and rips you apart at the seams Is life a tight vice as each new day breaks? Is your heart like ice, or is that your game face? Could lightning strike twice in the same place? It could never happen, the ship sinks with the captain Take a deep breath and let go Enjoy it boy it's ending, past and patent pending I guess you reap what you sow It's concealing the hurting using heavy wording In black and white like your dreams It's sentiments and syllables and still it pulls and rips you apart at the seams We've been stalling this stitch in time, We think about all things and sit and sigh It's summer, fall, spring demystified Enjoy it boy it's ending, past and patent pending In black and white like your dreams It's sentiments and syllables and still it pulls and rips you apart at the seams You must think what I say is absurd, And laugh as I fill up this page with words But is it enough to cage this bird? It could never happen, the ship sinks with the captain Take a deep breath and let go Enjoy it boy it's ending, past and patent pending I guess you reap what you sow It's concealing the hurting using heavy wording In black and white like your dreams It's sentiments and syllables and still it pulls and rips you apart at the seams