Lyrics Set in Stone - Jehst, Olah Bliss

Set in Stone

We break up, we make up
We make war, we make love
We break up, we make up
We make war, we make love
I don’t want to lie to you, but you ain’t supposed to ask
The trail of discarded the ethics and broken hearts
Just take a look up at the heavens from below the stars
To see
Venus and Mars are worlds apart
And me
I’m on that red planet
The God of war that rages on inside my head, dammit
Back on the horse I’m riding on it to the next battle
Sick of this show and so I’m flicking to the next channel
I’m just trying to be free
Among chattel
The meat market cattle
The free market capital
Weak-heart debacle
Rolling my weed, no tobacco
I’m back in the saddle
As long as I’m riding the camel
Of caramel
Got the kid hype like the caffeine in coke
I can’t choke back this lump in the back of my throat
I need to see my Queen back on her throne
Swing low, sweet chariot, carry me home
If this is the only thing I know
Put down everything I own
Tell me why I can’t let it go
Not everything is set in stone
I’m trying to speak to you, but you ain’t hearing my truth
Another lesson lost, while I’m clinging onto my youth
In the confession box when I sing my song in the booth
A new trick for an old dog who’s long in the tooth
Just a circus act
And everybody wanna be on the same wave
Until they see the surfer crash
I need a Baywatch babe, give me the kiss of life
But I feel weak in her presence, she my kryptonite
I just wanna get my teenage kicks tonight
She just wanna stick the knife in, it’s uncivilised
Dying like a fish out of water, in a pool of blood
Why do fools fall in love?
It happens to all of us
Telling the man in the mirror, 'I hope you brought the blunts.'
I’m confused.
Going through every emotion all at once
Staring at her number, scared to call it up
The position is vacant, the location is boarded up
If this is the only thing I know
Put down everything I own
Tell me why I can’t let it go
Not everything is set in stone
If this is the only thing I know
Put down everything I own
Tell me why I can’t let it go
Not everything is set in stone
We break up, we make up
We make war, we make love
We break up, we make up
We make war, we make love
«At this point Jimi Hendrix was dead
Jim Morrison was dead
Janis Joplin was dead
Alice was in rehab
The ones who rose to the top got hurt the worst
The pattern became obvious
And I realised I was becoming one of them»
(Argh!
-Billy!)