The Shins - Pariah King Lyrics
Looking back, hardly a hill or valley still remainsThe boy before the painStill longs for the womb of love as he smashes down with a caneIt builds up, then it breaks downIt's your perception aloneOf grey hands taking controlBut what can you do to prove it?The flat waste of a lifeHow many times did you try and stop the bleeding with a knifeThere's an incline to the floorAnd everything in your crooked life ends up rolling out the doorIt builds up, then it breaks downBut it's your perception aloneOf grey hands have taken controlBut what can you do to prove it?Look man, there's nothing to itWhat are you really getting at when you sing?There's something wrong and beautifulKill a snake and make yourself pariah kingThe voice bleeds through the wall, "no Jimmy no"It builds up, then it breaks downIt's your perception aloneWith your hand over your mouthGod forbid it gets outThe grey hands have got you in towBut what can you do to prove it?Look boy, there's nothing to itWhat are you really getting at when you sing?It's something wrong and beautifulKill a snake and make yourself pariah kingThe voice bleeds through the wall, "no Jimmy no"
