A Yawn Worth Yelling Penny's Candles lyrics

I make penny-scented candles, they're the only sense that I have made of this place.
Less aroma-therapeutic, more a sunburnt skin that felt to peel away.

When we see a wealth amass larger than a two-bedroom condo,
We will loon and clasp our hands, just as long as it takes to spend it through.
But for now their trust was a contact sport, rough and tumble, fumbling under
Gurgling surefire uncertainty.

As the cars merged like zippers, he shivered like coins on a dryer, they tried to drown their sadness,
^^Alive, alive, alive.
they discovered how to float, a moon heavily pixelated like honeycomb, set his bones to a wintery gallop,
vvAlive, alive, alive.

I gave a nod to blackbird of cognitive emotion;
They looplessly tumbled.
As he began falling, he started sounding suddenly;
A billowing rumble.
I called to his anchored foreign harbor of endurance,
As to relieve the stress in me,

But he was carefully cunning, tiptoeing through the borders,
The most dashing of validity.


I am fawning over you dear, simply antlering a doe with duct tape,
And I sweat in my shirt, sweatshirt, overalls and tank tops to help us escape.

When we see a wealth amass larger than a two-bedroom condo,
We will loon and clasp our hands, just as long as it takes to spend it through.
But for now their trust was a contact sport, rough and tumble, fumbling under
Gurgling surefire uncertainty.

As the cars merged like zippers, he shivered like coins on a dryer, they tried to drown their sadness,
Alive, alive, alive.
But they discovered how to float, a moon heavily pixelated like honeycomb, set his bones to a wintery gallop,
Alive, alive, alive.