mgmt - weekend wars (song lyrics)

Evil is I Yes to find a shore
A beast that doesnt quiver anymore
And we can crush some plants to paint my walls
And I wont try to fight in the weekend wars
Was I? I was too lazy to play
Or paint or write or try to make a change.
Now I can shoot a gun to kill my lunch
And I dont have to love or think too much
Instant battle plans written on the sidewalk
Mental mystics in a twisted metal car
Tried to amplify the sound of light and love
Christ is cursed of fathers and mother
Might even take a knife to split a hill
Or even scare the children off my lawn
Giving us time to make the makeshift bombs
Every mess invested was a score
We couldnt use computers anymore
But its difficult to win unless youre bored
And you might have to plan for the weekend wars
Try to break my heart Ill drive to Arizona.
It might take a hundred years to grow an arm
Ill sit and listen to the sound of sand and cold
Twisted diamond heart Im the weekend warrior
My predictions are the only things I have
I can amplify the sound and light and love
Im a curse and Im a sound
When I open up my mouth
Theres a reason I dont win
I dont know how to begin

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