Tv On The Radio - Shout Me Out lyrics

rate me

Soul, cast me out

So I can feel it in another way

I won't talk about

Whoa, passenger's hide

If I can feed it for another day

It might run me dry

I know the seasons evolve to a freeze

Putting hearts in the balance here

It's up to your knees

And it's shifting degrees

And it's choking your atmosphere

Soul, wind me out

So I can feel it in another way

They won't talk about

Whoa, massacre sides

Distant figure in a photograph

Another eye

I know your reason is stout

And your freedoms dissolved in your passion dear

It's burning your eyes and it's killing your mind

And it's poking your atmosphere

But should you find it obscene in that gray

All dramatic series young hearts say

Lord, if you've got loss

Come on, shout me out