paroles de chanson Hells Playground - Atmosphere
It's
like
I
change
my
plans
with
every
grain
of
sand
That
gets
caught
between
my
toes
of
worries
and
woes
If
they
would
take
my
hand
Maybe
the
pains
of
man
Wouldn't
seem
like
such
a
bad
dream
that
you
can't
control
All
the
thoughts
that
come
That
make
you
toss
your
lunch
Every
time
that
you
think
that
you
can
hold
it
down
So
now
I'm
off
to
jump
To
bunny
hop
the
bumps
That
life
sets
up
to
hold
my
head
underground
Cause
I
move
back
and
forth
on
a
swing
set
The
scenery
stays
the
same
I
ain't
learned
a
thing
yet
It
comes
and
goes
(and
it
comes
again)
The
sun
the
snow
the
rain
the
wind
(the
wind)
and
ain't
none
of
it
pretend
If
I
could
bend
all
the
barbed
wires
and
bars
I
could
escape
the
playpen
and
make
my
way
toward
the
stars
Pick
up
the
pieces
of
broken
keepsakes
And
sprint
across
the
field
until
both
of
my
feet
ache
I
hung
from
my
limbs
Off
of
the
jungle
gyms
Until
my
muscle
got
sore
and
my
hustle
got
bored
And
when
I
jumped
down
to
take
a
look
around
The
only
faces
I
recognized
were
the
ones
I
ignored
I
took
the
obstacle
course
at
full
speed
Still
it's
probable
that
the
home
team
will
hold
the
lead
But
if
it's
possible
I
request
that
they
let
me
take
a
seat
Stop
the
coach
and
ask
him
how
I
got
into
the
league
It
goes
six
six
something
miles
beneath
the
surface
Championship
It's
the
skin
verses
the
shirtless
And
I
don't
know
which
side
I'm
supposed
to
be
on
And
I
can't
tell
if
it's
getting
closer
to
dawn
Well
excuse
me
But
I
had
a
rough
evening
I
was
shaken
out
of
my
rest
when
I
stopped
breathing
Awoken
from
my
sleep
awoken
from
my
dreams
Chokin'
on
my?
Holdin'
on
to
my
screams
And
the
sea
turned
blue
and
the
sky
turned
blue
And
when
I
sing
the
blues
all
the
lies
come
true
As
we
convince
each
other
what's
old
is
now
The
books,
the
rent
and
the
end
is
overdue
The
waiting
pool
is
full
of
the
blood
of
the
unbound
souls
Submerge
my
urges
as
I
plug
my
nose
And
swim
laps
around
the
momentary
laps
of
loss
Use
a
stick
to
write
my
name
in
every
line
I
have
to
cross
Toss
some
change
into
the
fountain
to
make
a
wish
But
most
of
us
are
wishing
for
a
little
bit
of
change
Sneak
a
cigarette
break
between
first
and
second
down
And
play
match
of
hind
and
seek
with
your
heart
and
your
brain
Well
olly
olly
oxen
free
duck
duck
gray
duck
King
of
the
hill
fell
off
and
broke
his
crown
The
neighborhood
runt
lost
his
voice
from
yelling,
"Wait
up!"
And
the
needle
ran
away
with
the
spoon
Hell's
Playground
(Hook)
We
all,
play
the
same
games
We
all,
learn
to
share
the
same
pains
So
while
we
wait
for
the
machine
to
break
down
We
play
self
one
on
one
out
on
the
playground
(x3)
(Till
the
end)
Ooooh
child,
things
are
gonna
get
easier
(You're
gonna
have
to
fight
your
own
little
war)
Album
Sad Clown Bad Dub II
1 Sad Clown
2 Body Pillow
3 The Pill
4 Running With Scissors
5 Fashion Magazine
6 The Wind
7 Hungry Fuck
8 Hells Playground
9 The Ocean
10 When It Breaks
11 Inside Outsider
12 The River
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