Besedila:
Built To Spill Live

flat lands but they died along the way And they built up with their bare hands what we still can't do today And I know she's living there and she loves

You told yourself something funny the other day You said you can't make you laugh. How can that be in your solid state? How can that be in your solid

ve got nothing to love Nothing to spill because oh, we're so innocent Oh, on the edge of Oh, oh, on the edge of I could have built you a house on the

you spill all your guts Embraced by the treasury The mind's in captivity I'm not your enemy Transporting all the guilt Forced mind activity Ignoring what was built

and murdering mankind a raging storm of violence ripping through all i despise destroyer of the masses an exploding bomb of hate unleashed upon humanity living

live on a battlefield, hey, I live on a battlefield, can't go on, baby Tears and muddy water scattered all around me, babe, ooh yeah I live on a battlefield

lands undone We bend and twist this broke mess, yet to see the sun And now soon you'll see the glory And I'm proof of living dead Destroy what you've built

the boom blast boom spin, break but don't fake it That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spill Took what they built, flippin' their

On thin strips of emotion A fraction, seduction, attraction, Eruption of passion corrupts it Life lasting friendships involved Would love to cross the line But that's why we built