Spiteful Intervention
Of Montreal"Spiteful Intervention" is a song by Of Montreal, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:20 long and contains 45 lines and 310 words.
Lyrics
0:08It's f**king sad that we need a tragedy to occur to gain a fresh perspective in our lives
0:16Nothing happens for a reason there's no point even pretending you know the sad truth as well as I
0:25Oh god the morning light
0:26Sun rays bring my paranoia
0:28I can't function unless I'm the only one awake
0:40Rancor of our
0:42Last conversation that
0:44Forbidden word you
0:46Deform to
0:47Handicap me then
0:49Abuse your advantage
0:52I'm nervous my soul is returning to crystals
0:56Because your eyes are an agent of darkness
1:03There's nothing to fight
1:05It's just a bit of fait accompli
1:11I spend my waking hours haunting my life
1:16I made the one I love start crying tonight
1:19And it felt good
1:22Still there must be a more elegant solution
1:27Lately I'm rotted in the filth of
1:30Self offered agonies that really should
1:34Fill me with shame
1:35But all I have is this manic energy
1:56I lost my page in being the black sinner disciple in your heart collage
2:04Just want to celebrate me
2:06Need to suffer more
2:08Face our pure liberty
2:10Converts officiate
2:12Divides new stratagems to
2:15Disembowel our corinthian characters
2:20I spend my waking hours haunting my life
2:24I made the one I love start crying tonight
2:28And it felt good
2:30Still there must be a more elegant solution
2:35I know I'm upside down about you
2:39Your kindness feels like blasphemy or some sick education on the limits of humanity
2:46So I profane the laws of some Victorian garbage
2:52And listen to you smashing up my studio again
2:56I spend my waking hours haunting my life
3:00I made the one I love start crying tonight
3:04And it felt good
3:07Still there must be a more elegant solution
3:12Lately all I can produce is psychotic vitriol
3:17That really should fill me with guilt
3:20But all I have is asmatic energy
It's f**king sad that we need a tragedy to occur to gain a fresh perspective in our lives Nothing happens for a reason there's no point even pretending you know the sad truth as well as I Oh god the morning light Sun rays bring my paranoia I can't function unless I'm the only one awake Rancor of our Last conversation that Forbidden word you Deform to Handicap me then Abuse your advantage I'm nervous my soul is returning to crystals Because your eyes are an agent of darkness There's nothing to fight It's just a bit of fait accompli I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution Lately I'm rotted in the filth of Self offered agonies that really should Fill me with shame But all I have is this manic energy I lost my page in being the black sinner disciple in your heart collage Just want to celebrate me Need to suffer more Face our pure liberty Converts officiate Divides new stratagems to Disembowel our corinthian characters I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution I know I'm upside down about you Your kindness feels like blasphemy or some sick education on the limits of humanity So I profane the laws of some Victorian garbage And listen to you smashing up my studio again I spend my waking hours haunting my life I made the one I love start crying tonight And it felt good Still there must be a more elegant solution Lately all I can produce is psychotic vitriol That really should fill me with guilt But all I have is asmatic energy
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