Between the Buried and Me - The Ectopic Stroll Lyrics

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The Ectopic Stroll

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What Are The Lyrics For The Ectopic Stroll By Between the Buried and Me?
Sit down, please, sir! What is your woe?
Might drop it here or wisdom will be brought No penalty, only reward I can't dissect a man of your kind Please, doc, I need help My walls are covered in velvet Can't get it right Whoa! Yeah, get it right! (You're can't get it) (You're can't get it) All my promise cannot stop! On sight sadden his sight Lost light scurry all avenges My time scurvy don't eat well Scurvy don't eat well I traveled thoughts I turned away No need for insanity Lost in a day Let's all start over Let's begin our lives Come back where we came from Let's all start over! Let's begin our lives Come back where we came from Sit down, sir, and give me your mind Out with this wiggly head, it barely has it's light Who'd better see all your soul You'll soon accept all that I know Can't get it right Whoa! Can't get it right! Speed up your chime Speed up your chime Speed up your chime Speed up your chime We can't get it right, we can't get it right We can't get it right, we can't get it right Die! Lay back! To my past Let's all start over! Let's begin our lives Come back where we came from Let's all start over! Let's begin our lives Come back where we came from Take me back to my past Take me back to my past Take me back |
Who Wrote The Ectopic Stroll By Between the Buried and Me?
Dan Briggs, Dustie Wariing, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Richardson Blake, Tommy Giles Rogers
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