Lyrics Nominative Was the Case They Gave Me - Wow, Owls!

Nominative Was the Case They Gave Me

Climate control, climate control
I want to feel warm again
Climate control, pain down on me
The misery I love to heed
Climate control, climate control
I want to feel warm again
Climate control, pain down on me
The misery I love to heed
Chemical imbalance children
Are convictions
Using training wheels to hold us up
To hold us up below sea level
We’re just chemical reactions, we’re just chemical reactions
Oregon Hill is a map of old friends
And acquaintances
That I use to guide my way
Puppy dogs, tag team, tall tales
To each other marching
On into the distance
Singing that song we know so well
Hand in hand, cheek to cheek
You can hear them screaming
Make them believe me, we are the townies
What if all the fireflies were poisonous?
We’d take cover every summer
Just to retreat into our homes
We’ll think about, think about, I forgot
We’ll think about, think about, I forgot
What was it like to go outside in the summertime?
This town is a retirement home
This town is a retirement home
To say that we’re safe
Is an overstatement of the way things seem
To say that we’re safe
Is an overstatement of the way things seem
Pull back the skin, where I love to dig
Remove the marrow, the bones become hollow
Pull back the skin, remove the marrow
And I’ll wipe this liposuction from my hands
Climate control, climate control
I want to feel warm again
Climate control, pain down on me
The misery I love to heed
There will always be a celibration to drink to
That we create ourselves
This hole is a hive
This hole is a hive
This hole is a hive
Laced with honey
Still stings on the inside