Silversun Pickups � Out Of Breath

Forgive me, pardon me
If we seem alarmed
I had a quiescent moment
No harm�s done

You see right by a million
Words that we harrowed
And built of plateau of shrapnel
I�ve done my mind up, my mind up
Because a line drawn in a sand�s wrong

Where all a pioneers have gone
And all that�s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions

And we contend a word and we will come
With rude clouds of woe
Out of exhale though not alone

Forgive me, pardon me
If I�m true for awhile
I done a poisonless process
That is removing old

I always breeze up
With boxed-up over crinkles
A motive, motives
I�ve done my mind up, my mind up
And we could caring reduction who�s incited off

Where all a pioneers have gone
And all that�s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions

And we contend a word and we will come
With rude clouds of woe
Out of exhale though not alone

Who�s incited off
Who�s incited off

They always contend �Hooray!�
It has to leave us
You were not alone when
We have been stretched too far

Where all a pioneers have gone
And all that�s left are unresolved
Out of step opinions
It�s like we�re passed once more

But we contend a word and we will come
With rude clouds of woe
Out of exhale though not alone
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