Bad Books III

YESSSSSSSSS

 

It Never Stops is still one of my favourites.

 

Love these guys so much.

 

Transcribed U.F.O., but I'm having a hard time understanding the line at the end of the first verse.


Bad Books - U.F.O.

(alright)


8:45 appears; I’m privately alarmed

Taking shots out of a spray paint can; shot flares into the dark

Tree bark in a glass; our home would permanent cocoon

and you're trying to remember the last year you saw the moon

Was it nineteen ninety-eight; was it two thousand and two

Were there aliens among us; were they treating us like food

Was it two thousand and three; was it twenty twenty-four

Was it back when I realized there'd be no more, your other lore (?)


What an empty, gorgeous place; ooh ooh oh

What an empty, gorgeous place


2:25 appears and I’m hanging by a thread

Your arms bend with a frustration like I’m already dead

Just because I can’t remember who I used to be

It doesn’t mean that I can’t tell you when I’m evaporating

There is nothing in your eyes; there is nothing in the wind

There were two individual trauma cases to amend

I’m a million years away; you're another million more

So, we count the days until they just don’t need us anymore


What an empty, gorgeous place; ooh ooh oh

What an empty, gorgeous place; ooh ooh oh

What an empty, gorgeous place


I belong here

I belong


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your other lore, your ever more, year of the lord?