Friday, June 19, 2009

Every single lyrics website out there that I've found has fucked up the lyrics to this song, and it's pissing me off. Therefore, I'm going to post the lyrics myself. At least, what I think they are. But I'm sure they're going to be a hell of a lot more accurate than the crap out there now.

Anyway, this song is called "Flesh and Blood" by People In Planes, and it's the song I've been listening to the most, lately. Listen to it here.


I don't want to speed date.
I don't want a rebate.
I don't want this dinner, and I don't want the dirty plate.
I don't want your money.
I don't want you hinting.
I don't really want you to know what I'm thinking.

Oooo-
Oooo-

I don't want the evening, or the mid afternoon.
I don't want tomorrow to come to soon.
I don't want to get lost.
I don't want to be found.
I don't want to hear you say when your on the rebound.
I don't want take it.
I don't want buy it.
Don't want a helicopter, cause I won't know how to fly it.
I don't want funeral.
I don't want a weddin'.
Don't think I can bring myself to listen to your message

We're flesh and blood.
Ooo-Ooo-Ooo
We're flesh and blood.

I don't want your dinner.
I don't want your leather.
I don't want your salt and I don't want your pepper.
I don't want your limits.
I don't want you to fix it.
Don't give me our opinion, cause you know where you can stick it.

Don't wanna hear your stories.
Don't wanna hear you laughin'.
Don't wanna be standin' here, takin' your orders.
I don't want the quality.
I don't want you to bother me.
When I'm dead and buried, I don't want you to remember me.

We're flesh and blood.
Ooo-Ooo-Ooo
We're flesh and blood.

I don't want your picture.
I don't need encouragin'.
If I catch on fire, then I hold your question.
I don't want a flat screen.
I don't want it duty free.
Think I'll take my chances, and leave without the silver screen.
I don't want your blessin'.
I don't need caressin'.
If you find me guilty, then I don't want your sentencin'.
I don't want the seasons.
I don't need a reason.

Only want your pressure, if it's to stop the bleedin'.

We're flesh and blood.
Ooo-Ooo-Ooo
We're flesh and blood.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

for the most part i think you got it right, but who the fuck listens to lyrics anyways. Next time blog about something interesting like binge drinking going driving and trying to run from the police

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