Melanie
Album Version Sessionography
Album Version Guests
Live Sessionography
Notes: Recorded only as a scratch track for Goldfly. Included originally as Track 0, a hidden track. After the band was picked up by Hybrid/Sire, it was discovered that someone had a patent on the ability to create Track 0 on CDs, so the hidden track was moved to the slightly less hidden Track 11 on Hybrid/Sire versions of the disc. |
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This microphone smells like pastrami Melanie Is crying if I want to mind If it were up to me I'd cut everything from that Oh oh There's so many who claim to know divine Is it stupid to think Am I jealous missing that Would you be What you define Being a crutch like this Or grief like mine Meow meow meow meow... And it feels like There's no bright side Do you want to Place your fist in the wall? I feel that warmth within me Can't help but think its all lies So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside Nothing God to protect me I wish I could believe this So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside Meow meow meow meow... I love you |
This microphone smells like pastrami Melanie Is smiling at the sky If it were up to me I'd give everything for that Oh oh So many proclaim to know divine Is it stupid to think Am I jealous missing that Would you be What you define Being a crutch like this Or grief like mine Oh oh Does it feel like There's no bright side? Do you want to Place your fist in the wall? Tragedy stems from divine How can you make it work like that? I feel that warmth within me Can't help but think its all lies So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside Nothing God to protect me I wish I could believe this So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside Melanie Smiles at his grave You're so lucky To be chosen and be saved If that were me If the choice was mine Rather be damned right here Or saved up there Oh oh Does it feel like There's no bright side? Do you want to Place your fist in the wall? Injury stems from divine How can I make any sense from that? I feel that warmth within me Can't help but think its all lies So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside Nothing God to protect me I wish I could believe this So sadly stripped down And thrust to the cold outside |