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Matt Pond PA – Grave's Disease lyrics
You do not worry
You do not try
The winter froze all of your things and you went inside
It's not surprising
No there's no surprise
This cold here is one of the properties of the elements
This cold here is one of those I wish not to defend
Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun
Don't get caught out with the temperature going down
Don't try to defy the properties of your decisions
I'm heating this space that's been saved for warmer conditions
There is no future
If you think you know better
The year ends in december
So why even bother
Above the weekends
Above the thrills
Beyond the worth of every day there is to fill
If you're distracted
I'm letting you go
Out into nature
Noble and cannot be owned
To live for the weekends
To live for the thrills
I want the worth of everyday there is to fill
Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun
Don't get caught out with the temperature going down
We'll see next summer there could be something so much better
Off come the sweaters and who are you to stop it
You do not try
The winter froze all of your things and you went inside
It's not surprising
No there's no surprise
This cold here is one of the properties of the elements
This cold here is one of those I wish not to defend
Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun
Don't get caught out with the temperature going down
Don't try to defy the properties of your decisions
I'm heating this space that's been saved for warmer conditions
There is no future
If you think you know better
The year ends in december
So why even bother
Above the weekends
Above the thrills
Beyond the worth of every day there is to fill
If you're distracted
I'm letting you go
Out into nature
Noble and cannot be owned
To live for the weekends
To live for the thrills
I want the worth of everyday there is to fill
Don't wait in the last light and the warmth of the winter sun
Don't get caught out with the temperature going down
We'll see next summer there could be something so much better
Off come the sweaters and who are you to stop it
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