At The Top

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Postmodern Medicine (2011)
 

The Plastic Revolution – At The Top Lyrics

It began with a bang.
And we went with the feeling of it.
Never felt the same,
I was just too dreary of it from you now,
Walk over me,
I am still too drunk to notice,
What was left underneath,
Was just a picture out of focus,
Fucked up and single minded,
You know I try to hide it well
Bad luck to confide in,
When you know me oh so well…

At the top of the world (oh yea) no one can touch me normally.
I can get any girl. And every boy emulates me.
At the top of the world. I can barely hear my calling friends.
With my head in the clouds. I know I’ll never fall in love again…

There must be some kind of place,
A refuge that I can taste,
It seams that they’ve been crawling all up into my face.
It seams that they’ve been crawling. Ba De dilly dawlin little ants just scurry hurry woa…
My god I feel
So let’s forget about those things never said. Just take it in and let it spin around your head
I can’t recall this orbit seams so strange,
I lock up take aim…
I’m coming up off my back I bought a sack of black manikin,
Sharing it with a friend who says you wouldn’t sweat the little shit that ends.
I don’t know what to say, I’m seeing greys at the ending.
But every time I close my eyes I see the monitor flatline I probably should have clarified I’ll never fall in love again…

When you look up at me, are you thinking that I feel you?
When you tread so softly are you thinking that I’ll pick you up!
Spilled paint. Fecal matter, I guess your brains will splatter when
There’s not much to confide in.
When you know me oh so well…

At the top of the world (oh yea) no one can touch me normally.
I can get any girl. And every boy emulates me.
At the top of the world. I can barely hear my calling friends.
With my head in the clouds. I know I’ll never fall in love again…

There must be some kind of drug,
A refuge I’m seeking from.
It seems like they’ve been crawlin all up into my love.
It seams that they’ve been crawling. I’ll be dilly dawlin.
Little ants just scurry, hurry woa….
My god I feel…
No pain as I step on this watchtower you can’t wash flowers you can’t top my turns and I’m sorry to lose it and shoot at the sun. It’s me that you want god its so fucking fun. Look away! You wish you could live. Here’s the first sermon that I’m going to give I’m a preacher!  Just do what I say and we’ll all be in heaven by the end of the day…

So let’s forget about those things never said.
I take it in I let it spin around your head.
I can’t recall this orbit seams so strange I lock up take aim…
I’m coming up off my back I bought a sack of black manikin,
Sharing it with a friend who says you wouldn’t sweat the little shit that ends.
I don’t know what to say, I’m seeing greys at the ending.
But every time I close my eyes I see the monitor flatline I probably should have clarified I’ll never fall in love again…
I’m coming up off my back I bought a sack of black manikin
When I’m sharing it with a friend who says you wouldn’t sweat the little stuff that ends.
I don’t know what to say, I’m seeing greys at the ending.
But every time I close my eyes I see the monitor flatline the respirator standing by I’m pronounced dead at 205, I probably should have clarified I’ll never fall in love again…

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