Oh Dear
The fear yes we all have
About how deep is the water on the horizon?
Wax lyrical
On the night a waning gibbous shone
You always need someone else to help make you glow
But why can't you do what you please on your own?
The great plastic reef that she floats along
Onto posterity after we're gone
Will it make it easier
Painting pictures in the night
For 20 somethings full of fright
It's got me so anxious
That it's so out of sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the Yale on the front of your door
How can your subversion be?
Ye who feign underground walk above me
If it brings you closer to me
Well then just how bad could it be?
Will it make it easier?
Painting pictures in the night
For a generation fraught with spite
Its got me so anxious, when you come in sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the calendar of saints on the door
How can ones subversion be true
When everyone who's underground is above you
Rebellion is a fashion accessory
Tomorrow's message: the meaning is lost in me
Communication: haphazard cacophony
The present moment travels past me
Gregory Griffin - Oh Dearism Lyrics
Gregory Griffin - Oh Dearism Lyrics
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Oh Dear
The fear yes we all have
About how deep is the water on the horizon?
Wax lyrical
On the night a waning gibbous shone
You always need someone else to help make you glow
But why can't you do what you please on your own?
The great plastic reef that she floats along
Onto posterity after we're gone
Will it make it easier
Painting pictures in the night
For 20 somethings full of fright
It's got me so anxious
That it's so out of sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the Yale on the front of your door
How can your subversion be?
Ye who feign underground walk above me
If it brings you closer to me
Well then just how bad could it be?
Will it make it easier?
Painting pictures in the night
For a generation fraught with spite
Its got me so anxious, when you come in sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the calendar of saints on the door
How can ones subversion be true
When everyone who's underground is above you
Rebellion is a fashion accessory
Tomorrow's message: the meaning is lost in me
Communication: haphazard cacophony
The present moment travels past me
The fear yes we all have
About how deep is the water on the horizon?
Wax lyrical
On the night a waning gibbous shone
You always need someone else to help make you glow
But why can't you do what you please on your own?
The great plastic reef that she floats along
Onto posterity after we're gone
Will it make it easier
Painting pictures in the night
For 20 somethings full of fright
It's got me so anxious
That it's so out of sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the Yale on the front of your door
How can your subversion be?
Ye who feign underground walk above me
If it brings you closer to me
Well then just how bad could it be?
Will it make it easier?
Painting pictures in the night
For a generation fraught with spite
Its got me so anxious, when you come in sight
Take a bright torch from my chest of drawers
Illuminate the calendar of saints on the door
How can ones subversion be true
When everyone who's underground is above you
Rebellion is a fashion accessory
Tomorrow's message: the meaning is lost in me
Communication: haphazard cacophony
The present moment travels past me
Writer: Gregory Griffin
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