Deftones - Around the Fur

My Own Summer (Shove It)
Hey you, big star, tell me when it's over
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
`Cause I'm through when the two hits the six and it's summer
Cloud
Come (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
I think god is moving it's tongue
There are no crowds in the streets
And no sun in my own summer
The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn
Come (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)

Lhabia
Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup
Coming through the fog
Dying of boredem, I'll try it all
Sixteen olive
Skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go
But I want it well
At least you fucking care
Dying of boredem, I'll try it all
I'll be faint like a crook
It looks and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you
But that's ok, look how it feels

Mascara
I feel soon I will sink
Into you what do you think
Cause
There’s still blood
In your hair and
I’ve got the bruise
Of the year
But there’s something
About her long shady eyes
I’m all about her shade tonight
I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But I’ll keep you well
It’s too bad
You’re married to me

Around The Fur
Hey vanity, this vile's empty, so are you
Hey glamorous, this vile's not god anymore....yeah...
Speak, I don't get it
Should I ignore the fashion
Or go buy the book
I dont want it,
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Coming back aaah
Coming back around the fur
Prostitute, climb back down from the floor
Please dont fuck around and die like this cause I love - her
Speak, I don't get it
Should I ignore the fashion
Or go buy the book
I don't want it,
I just want your eyes fixated on me
Coming back aah
Coming back around the fur
Fur the fur
Speak speak you're so bad to me
I don't want to get dressed over anyway
Come on have some fun
????????????????
You're a liar you're a liar and I don't care about aaah

Rickets
It's so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
It's so simple to overlook every little thing I do right
I think too much I feed too much I'm gone too much I skate
Too much I snore too much I'm blowin too much, I ate too much
I'm way too much too stuck up
You're probably right this time
But I don't want to listen
You're probably this time
But I don't even care
I dream too much I think too much I step too much those things
Too much I am too much I'm pissed too much I need too much I kinda
Want to throw!!
You're probably right this time
But I don't want to listen
You're probably this time
But I don't even care
And if it was mine to say, I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say, I wouldn't speak
You're probably right this time
But I don't want to listen
You're probably this time
But I don't even care
And if it was mine to say, I wouldn't say it
And if it was mine to say, I wouldn't speak

Be Quiet And Drive
This town don't feel mine
I'm fast to get away-FAR
I dressed you in her clothes
Now drive me far - away, away, away
It feels good to know you're mine
Now drive me far - away, away, away
FAR away
I don't care where just FAR - away
And I don't care
FAR - away
And I don't care where just FAR - away

Lotion
i meant to come back to put out bliss but the style is crumbling, covered canned it was sick and no you dont even know how it comes shifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs but it's classical anyways i can't help it makes me so sick over and over it sits stiff bound with no heart fine cause this is where the seperation starts arising i can see it coming over your cloud and it's classical anyways and how cool are you i remember just a bad call, it's so funny how you think im so serious but that's not it the thing is i dont give enough to give a fuck you're plain boring and you bore me asleep but it's classical anyways how cool are you i remember and i feel sickened and who the fuck are you anyway you suck it's making sick sense seeing how you're sticking out hardly and hoping money please arise up off the fucking knees and hop off the train for a second and try to find your own fucking heart

Dai The Flu
i always wondered what it takes fifteen stitches and a soft parody to make my eyes be like deceit, believe the sting, proves heart to me and now i know that you love me thank god that you love at all dislocated at the joint timing is everything in the bed ’cause you’ll sleep for hours to keep away then sink the teeth and bat your eyes now i know that you love me thank god you love at all what surprise i was right here going off and going on (repeat) at least now i know that you love me thank god that you love at all what surprise i was right here going off going on dai the flu.

Headup
Got back out, back off the forefront i never said, or got to say bye to my boy, but its often i try i think about how id be screaming and the times would be bumping all our minds would be flowing taking care of shit like, hey holmes what you needing as lifes coming off whack it will open your eyes As i proceed to get loose You seem to have some doubt i feel you next to me fiending getting spacey with the common love of music think of this as the sun and the mind as a tool but we could bounce back from this one with attitude will and some spirit with attitude will and your spirit we'll shove it aside soulfly fly high soulfly fly free Shut your shit, please say what you will. I can't think. Sidestep around I'm bound to the freestyle. Push down to the ground. With a nova dash but they watch you. Now climb up, super slide, the spirits so low it's coming over you!!! soulfly fly high soulfly fly free when you walk in to this world walk in to this world, with your head up high (x4) Headup, Headup, Headup, Headup, Headup

Mx
you're so sweet your smile, your pussy and your bones you're on fire you move like music with your style let me think let you think about what about girls and what else and money and new clothes and what do i get thirty nites uh hu of violence yeah and sugar to love closer to the lung shove her over railing you're sweet but im tired of proving this love see you're a bore but you move me like a movie that you love let me think let you think about what about girls and what eles and money and new clothes and what do i get thirty nites uh hu of violence yea and sugar to love closer to the lung shove her over railing let me think let you think about what about girls and what eles and money and new clothes and what do i get thirty nites uh hu of violence yea and sugar to love fucking rock star closer to the lung closer to the lung shove her over railing

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