Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shades of Orange, artist - Nobody.
Date of issue: 09.04.2001
Song language: English
Shades of Orange |
God, I’m ready |
To essentially become a melody in your medley |
I’m an elevated entity |
Contaminated energy, laminated mentally |
As the faith of the world grows thin |
I dance in a trance all night and become him |
One win does not equal one wind |
Run into the shade of the gun that the sun sends |
Dug in, I’m done with this skin |
Ready to become one within, candle in |
Grandmother moon, come home soon |
Mushroom and bloom over this gloom and doom |
And, uh, open the room and put hope in the womb |
I can’t cope in this tomb, isotopes in my Zooms consume |
Along with the notes from this tune, I’m supposed to be doomed |
I’ll be compost in June |
Dead and buried |
Well-read and married, led and carried |
To the belief that I will one day be a leaf |
Not even the will to live should ever kill to give |
Elaborate labyrinth maverick |
Collaborative aboriginal tablets of Arabic |
I am the ambiance in a fabulous ambulance |
And it WILL stop (x12) |
And it WILL… |
«You sympathize, you express concern, hiding behind ??? |
visions of |
Eternal light… so afraid to face reality» (sampled film dialogue) |
Another awesome Autumn blossom |
In the bottom overwhelming colorfast, pulverizing mother mass |
Life is too short to be sad |
And knives are the sport of the mad and, uh, sort of a fad |
Follow through to swallow you |
Conflict of interests inflict the intrinsic |
I have bricks and fabrics |
And carefully place the words a dabble and babble with |
Pivotal, digital nature |
If you fidget or are not original then I hate you |
Progress is Our guess, Our guess is no less |
Note to know less and got to focus |
Plot to process, the end is in |
Let’s defend the friendless against ten defendants |
An appendage of independence |
Always at advantage with my attendance |
Reminder that even blind we’re not a blur |
Show him that to know wind is to grow in |
I’d rather be more in than way all out |
I can’t fathom pouring a tall glass of doubt |
Soar over the core of a nuclear fall out |
And you hear me call out: |
And it WILL stop |