Bellows Stupidest Thing
Thunderstorm, how it breaks on the beach
So clean
My friend, what was that you said?
It might've been the stupidest thing
To get so mad
So I wanted to ask you
How you keep in the middle
As we walk through a thunderstorm
Compromise and settle
With a boiling kettle
Just a 3D movie
Where I thought you would be
The truth sinks in slow
But the proof's everywhere you go
They smile at your face now
But they treat you like zero
And I'm back where I was before
It took eight long years though
Stripping off that ego
Every fake, "Fuck music, bro"
Count 'em down to zero
I won't bow to your anger
I want to let go of all this aching
Come on, arise in me
And I let go of all this hope
Come on, arise in me
And I let it all go, and I let it all go
Come on, arise in me
