Discretion Grove Lyrics - Singles - Stephen Malkmus

Hate recreated 

A revelation 

A-listen to me 

I'll tell you I'm about to run 

And the ceiling's are undone 

Specialized victories 

For overage whores 

I felt up your feelings 

And they left me no more time 

To see what I want to find 

(Believe) let it go 

(And leave) The shots in closing 

(Believe) Discretion grove 

For it's time to go there 

Yeah, there's time, there's time, there's time 

To go there 

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(Believe) let it go 

(And leave) The shots in closing 

(Believe) Discretion grove 

For it's time to go there 

You're never gonna run aground until the sun is down 

You are gonna hear the sound of a crazy ship 

On an insane raid 

Discretion wind, let it go 

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You're never gonna run aground until the sun is down 

You are gonna hear the sound of a crazy ship 

On an insane raid 

Just crash our wind on a manic bay 

Distract the wind on a manic bay 

Scratch the wind on a manic Bay