Lyrics Silversun Pickups

Silversun Pickups

Three Seed

remove a bullet from my head

extracting over confidence

hidden so easy to pretend

too bad the rush was found again

i can see the pictures on the floor

sketches of what was there before

three came from one little seed

the last one is all i need

i can hear the bottle on the ground

we turned the corner safe and sound

no thought of him as it was done

a clean execution

a clean execution

cool like the ocean

burned like a summer home

fooled by the notion

that the sums don't add up at all

there’s the line that is leading clearly feeding all

the things I don’t believe in but i’ll step in once

again

cut in line to get closer to the source of all the

things I’ll never belong to

step it up and sign right in again

cool like the ocean

burned like a summer home

fooled by the notion

that the sums don't add up at all

cool like the ocean

burned like a summer home

fooled by the notion

that the sums don't add up at all

that the sums never add up at all

that the sums don't add up at all...