Sounds Like Balloons Lyrics - Opposites - Biffy Clyro

Ancient Rome 

We built that fucker stone by stone 

Our fingers bled, our feet were worn 

But we stayed strong and carried on 

Come on in 

Do you want to touch my bulbous head? 

With features wrapped and stretched to death 

A tiny nose is all that's left 

This is not 

For your entertainment 

The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

It blows on, and on, and on, and on 

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The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

Continues on 

The basement's gone 

It seems they've dug up all our land 

The world was lowered man by man 

Let's move the sky and not join hands 

Ancient Rome 

We built that fucker stone by stone 

Our fingers bled, our feet were worn 

But we stayed strong and carried on 

This is not 

For your entertainment 

The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

It blows on, and on, and on, and on 

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The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

Continues on 

Life still sounds like balloons 

You chew and you chew and chew 

Your teeth crumble to the floor 

It's where they lay, it's where they lay 

The past never really dies 

I don't think we even try 

There's no difference from 

Where we wake or where we die 

Balloons 

Balloons 

Balloons 

The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

It blows on, and on, and on, and on 

The land at the end of our toes 

Goes on, and on, and on, and on 

The sand at the core of our bones 

Continues on