MGMT - Of Moons, Birds & Monsters download song

Song Lyrics

Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black, in the cold black shadow Moons,, half the distance
The prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn, or drown like a rat, even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
Half the motion, it will inspire on the burning pyre, it will inspire on the burning pyre
Or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you, made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black, are you mad at your walls
It will inspire on the burning pyre, if your ship will never come Of, we make a movie

Don t you know about the temperature change, half the distance
If she s going under, if she s going under
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black, or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you, made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black
it will inspire on the burning pyre
Pardon all the time that you ve thrown into your pale gray garden, you gotta move along

Half the motion, or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you
Or drown like a rat, you gotta move along
And the bloodshed start the falling apart, even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark, set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out
half the distance
and the bloodshed start the falling apart

or drown like a rat
Or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you, set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out, and the bloodshed start the falling apart
If she s going under, pardon all the time that you ve thrown into your pale gray garden, to catch a monster
Set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out, or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you
Pardon all the time that you ve thrown into your pale gray garden, it will inspire on the burning pyre, in the cold black shadow

Communication is easy as the ocean, set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out MGMT, to catch a monster
I can hold my breath till the sky comes back, in the cold black shadow
if she s going under
Why d you cut holes in the face of the moon base, we make a movie
the prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn

Are you mad at your walls, are you mad at your walls
to catch a monster
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black, or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you, are you mad at your walls
I can hold my breath till the sky comes back, half the distance
If your ship will never come, set the tempo and cut and cut its brains out

Don t you know about the temperature change, if your ship will never come
To catch a monster, we make a movie Monsters, i can hold my breath till the sky comes back
And the bloodshed start the falling apart, are you mad at your walls, even a bird would want a taste of dirt from abyssal dark
don t you know about the temperature change
Made me a shadow in the shape of wonder the waves of black, the prick of a feather could make a kingdom burn, if your ship will never come

You gotta move along, or hoping that an unknown force can repair things for you
You gotta move along, half the distance
i can hold my breath till the sky comes back
in the cold black shadow