Whatever, Whenever - TTNG



     
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Whatever, Whenever Lyrics


How i died by the living man
Time passed and so did i
A frog in the throat,
The feelings of the sleeves in an ill-fitting coat:
I am nothing of noteI'm just fine
Most the time
I'll get byThoughts never teethed
By the unconceived
How bleak
Sleep so unsound in this self-imposed cell
Oh well
Decorate floors/flaws with fabric
Dug too deep to break a habit
Burried in a burrow on borrowed time
This hole on the whole is mineI'm just fine
Most the time
I'll get by
I'll surviveI've been losing the taste for livingBiting my tongue

Now it's bleedingBiding my time
Just to give inLaying awake for days
Changing the sheets on my graveRe-pointing the paths i've paved
Re-living mistakes i've made*Outro*

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TTNG, previously known as The Tanzanian National Gallery, are a small collection of human beings often seen upsetting the patrons of German discothèques, with what can only be described as dancing. They consider themselves friends but are often referred to as a cult and sometimes even a 'band'. As part of their cult like tendencies, they ritualistically write musical compositions in order to please their spiritual leader Dr Kenneth Bobo.

Read more about TTNG on Last.fm.


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