Conquer Club

Oh yes we do
We love you Conrad
And we will be true


When you're not near us
Were blue.
Oh Conrad we love you.

What's the story, morning glory?
What's the tale, nightingale?

When I sing about a tree
I really feel that tree
When I sing about a girl
I really feel that girl

It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind!
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind!
These days, I never seem to get enough
I’m tired of this shit, I want to go up
Don't waste my fucking time!
Don't waste my fucking time!
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by governed people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all that coven equals
This one, it isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know it’s on my way

Bollocks.

Reach out your hand if your cup is empty,
If your cup is full, may it be again

Picture yourself in an office on Yonge St.
With newspaper clippings piled up to the sky
Somebody calls you you answer quite slowly,
It's the girl with the unblinking eyes.

Somewhere old heroes shuffle safely down the street
Where you can speak out loud
About your doubts and fears
And what's more no-one ever disappears
You never hear their standard issue kicking in your door.

These are all lovely, guys. Keep it up!

JBlombier wrote:These are all lovely, guys. Keep it up!

Shut up or we cancel your treaty.

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