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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Titus Andronicus
Titus Andronicus
Performer
Adam Reich
Adam Reich
Glockenspiel
Alex Levine
Alex Levine
Vocals
Carrie-Anne Murphy
Carrie-Anne Murphy
Vocals
Catherine Herrick
Catherine Herrick
Vocals
Elio DeLuca
Elio DeLuca
Electric Piano
Eric Harm
Eric Harm
Vocals
Jonah Maurer
Jonah Maurer
Guitar
Julian Veronesi
Julian Veronesi
Vocals
MILLER MATTHEW
MILLER MATTHEW
Vocals
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
Violin
Patrick Stickles
Patrick Stickles
Vocals
R.J. Gordon
R.J. Gordon
Vocals
Ryan LeVine
Ryan LeVine
Vocals
Ryan Weisheit
Ryan Weisheit
Bass Clarinet
Yoni David
Yoni David
Percussion

Lyrics

I used to like walking with my eyes down I'd sleep all day and fret away the night hours But then I saw the sun and felt its light's power And I found out the planet ain't no private house Now I turn a brave bully to a shy coward I make a loud lout silent as a quiet mouse Then I make them hand over the white cloud And then they're leaving me with a polite bow And I've got plans I haven't time to write down I'll incite a riot, fire flying all around When I'm crying out, I'm howling with the wild hounds Don't wanna buy an ounce For me, the right amount is the entire pound I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out When it's dimed out, when it's dimed out, when it's dimed out I don't chase after clocks or calendars I bow down not to masters, gods, nor managers Cause all the greatest artists, they were amateurs Unembarrassed, dressed in only bandages And I don't read rules or adhere to rituals I'm an impatient underdog indivisible And my challengers are talentless imbeciles When my chalice is full, I am invincible I don't listen to parents or priests or principals Inconsiderate of little individuals When they ration out their miniscule residuals Shit by the fistful As long as there's a law, I'll be a criminal I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out When it's dimed out, when it's dimed out, when it's dimed out When it's dimed out, when it's dimed out When it's dimed out, when it's dimed out I turned it up to four and couldn't feel it I turned it up to five, it wasn't real yet Turning it up to six wouldn't reveal it Eight was reaching Nine was decent, but I really liked it when it dimed out I only really like it when it's dimed out I like, "like it" like it dimed out I like it, like it, like it, like it dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out I only like it when it's dimed out When it's dimed out, when it's dimed out, when it's dimed out Whatever's inside, let it climb out That was his plan and it's mine now
Writer(s): Patrick Joseph Stickles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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