Chaos Arpeggiating Lyrics - Of Montreal

Mountain City yellows they're not on the grounds they're in the wall 

This loneliness is so distracting i'm barely missing you at all 

Will i survive the Easter in this sloughy womb of noxious isolation? no 

I can feel the sabers now in my illusionary casket 

Now your charming little virus is getting all your attention 

As i drag my chair up to the window to absorb some solar lashings 

It's your saint's name day tomorrow but last year's paper wasps they are not living 

Anymore 

Why should i be scorned like some catalyst for famines when it's me who's been 

Exiled in apartments? 

Oh must i always be chaos arpeggiating? 

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Mountain City yellows i see them glitching through the floor 

The minotaur of self abuse can't pick himself up anymore 

Your last violent freak out was a eulogy to us 

I was truly touched that you still cared enough to throw psychotic fits 

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And now i'm sparring with the no one, the void, the vacuum of conscience 

As i mine the rust of my celebrity with snarls and mock laughter 

I have the sense that you're wanting me to chase you 

But what's the point? 

We can't be together without starting a row