Beam - Cymbals Eat Guitars
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Beam Lyrics
Beam me up to Jesus
Beam me up to Jesus
I'm ready m
Spider on the water
He's a spider on the waterSave me please
I got this hollowed book
Full of my boring secretsI quit this year but then I bought a pack
Have five or six then wet the rest
I need this voice to sing
The song's the only thing that
Marks the time
Catch the breeze
Weary of Fake epiphanies
Not the man
That I hoped
That's alright
No one knows
Saying "hey" to Satan
He's a dog in the yard on MorningstarHalf a buttered bagel
That I slip under the fence as an offering
Hot but his breath is freezing
And all I am is guiltyI quit this year but then I bought a dime
I ride the train
Count every pharmacy
It's all we've got
Out on this fucking rock I'm
Marking the time
Catch the breeze
Weary of
Fake epiphaniesNot the man
That I hoped
That's alright
No one knows
But me
But me
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