Deftones

Around the Fur - 1997

1. MY OWN SUMMER
2. LHABIA
3. MASCARA
4. AROUND THE FUR
5. RICKETS
6. BE QUIET AND DRIVE (FAR AWAY)
7. LOTION
8. DAI THE FLU
9. HEAD UP
10. MX
11. DAMONE



1. MY OWN SUMMER


Hey you, Big Star
Tell me when itīs over
Hey you, big mood
Guide me to shelterīcause Iīm through
When the two hits the six and itīs summer
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it aside
I think god is moving
Itīs tounge
Theres no crowds in the street
And no sun in my own summer
The shade is a tool
A device
A saviour
See I try and look up
To the sky
But my eyes burn
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
SHOVE
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it Shove it Shove it
THE SUN
Shove it inside
I think eyes move it
Itīs time
Theres no crowds in the street
End of summer
In my own summe



2. LHABIA


Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I want to watch you buttercup coming through the fog of dying boredom
Iīll try it all sixteen alive skin bound by a voice
I dont want to go but I want it well at least you fucking care
Dying of boredom
Iīll try it allIīll be faint like a crook
It look and feels great
But look at what itīs doing to you
But thatīs ok look at how it feels



3. MASCARA


I feel soon
I will sink into you
What do you think?
īcause thereīs still blood
In your hair and
Iīve got a bruise
Of the year
But thereīs something about her
Long shady eyes
Iīm all about her shade tonight
I hate your tattoos
You have weak wrists
But Iīll keep you
But thereīs something about us
Long shady eyes
Iīm all about her shade tonight
Well itīs too bad
Itīs too bad
Itīs too bad youīre married
To me



4. AROUND THE FUR


Hey vanity
This vial is empty
So are you
Hey glamorous
This vial is not god any more
Speak - I donīt get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I donīt want it
I just want you fixated on me
Coming back
Iīm coming back around the fur
Prostitute
Climb back down from the floor
Please donīt fuck around
And die like this
Cause I love her
Speak -I donīt get it
Should I ignore your fashion
Or go buy the book
I donīt want it
I just want you fixated on me
Coming back
Iīm coming back around the fur
Take
It takes
My eyes again
Around the fur
The fur around
SPEAK - aw thatīs so sad youīre back
I donīt wanna get pissed off
But anyway
Come on - came so far
Iīm here to say
SPEAK - youīre a liar
Youīre lying
I donīt care about
WRONGWRONGWRONG!!



5. RICKETS


Itīs so simple to look at every little thing I do wrong
Itīs so simple to overlook every little thing I do right, right
I think too much
Iīm way too much
Too stuck up
Youīre probably right this time but I donīt want to listen
Youīre probably right this time but I donīt even care
I lose things too much
Iīm not one to trust
Youīre probably right this time but I donīt want to listen
Youīre probably right this time but I donīt even care
And if it was mine to say I wouldnīt say it
And if it was mine to say I wouldnīt speak



6. BE QUIET AND DRIVE (FAR AWAY)


This town
Donīt feel mine
Iīm fast to
Get away
Far
I dressed you
In her clothes
Now drive me
FarAway
It feels good to know youīre all mine
So drive me far
Away
Far away
I donīt care where, just far
Away
I donīt care where, just far
Away
I donīt care!



7. LOTION


I meant!
To come back to put out bliss
But the style is crumbling
Covered canned
It was sick and no you donīt
Even know how
It comes shifts then gets ruined by you
Fucking slobs but itīs classical anyways
I canīt!
Help it makes me so sick over and over
It sits stiff bound with no heart
Fine īcause this is where the separation starts arising
I can see it cominī over you
Itīs classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember
I feel sick
Itīs just a bad call!
Itīs so funny how you think Iīm so serious
But thatīs not it
The thing is
I donīt give enough to give a fuck
Itīs just plain boring
Ah you bore me asleep!
Itīs classical anyways
How cool are you?
I remember I feel sick
Feel sick god
And I feel sickened
And who the fuck are you anyway you fuck
Itīs making sick sense
Seeing how youīre sticking out
Hardly and hoping
Money please
Arise up off the fuckinī knees
And hop off the train for a second and
Try to find your fucking heart

I feel sick right here
I feel sick



8. DAI THE FLU


Always wonder what it takes
Fifteen stitches
And a soft parody
To make my eyes
Be like deceit
I believe the sting
Proves heart to me
I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all dislocated
At the joint
Timing is everything
In the bed
īCause youīll sleep for hours
To keep away
Then sink the teeth
And bat your eyes now
I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
What surprise I was
Right here
Going off and going on
At least now I know
I know that you love me
Thank god that you love at all
What a surprise!
I was right here going off and going on
Dai the flu



9. HEAD UP


Got back out
Back off the forefront
I never said or got to say bye to my boy
But itīs often I try I think about
How Iīd be screaming and the times
Would be bumping all our minds
Would be flowing taking care of shit
Hey holmes what you needing
Sometimes life will be coming off
Whack and will open your eyes
As I proceed to get loose
I feel you next to me fiending
Getting spacey
With the common love of music
Think of this as the sun
And the mind as a tool
But we could bounce back from this one
With attitude will and some spirit
With attitude
Will your spirit weīll shove it aside

Soulfly! Fly High! So Fly! Fly Free!
When You Walk Into This World
Walk into this world With your head up high
Head up! Head up! Head up! Head up! High!



10. MX


Youīre so sweet
Your smile
Your magazine and
Your bones
Youīre on fire
You move me
Like music
With your style
Let me think
About girls
And money
And new clothes
Thirty nights of violence
And sugar to love
Come here, come here
Closer to the lung so
I can, I can
Shove her over railing
Youīre sweet, but Iīm tired
Of proving this love
Youīre a bore
But you move me
Like a movie
That you are
Let me think
Think about what?
About girls
And what else
And money
And new clothes
And what do it get?
Thirty nights of violence
And sugar to love
Come here, come here
Closer to the lung so
I can, I can
Shove her over railing



11. DAMONE


Sleep in this hole
Stinging in your eyes
Ashamed for you cause
So far Iīve been down thatīs true

Shake in lie
About to fall
Ashamed for you
cause

So far Iīve been down thatīs true
Except for your arms
You start, stand still
And shove regret back at me

Ask you why
Whatīs up?
Ask you why
One, two
Why, why
Why why

Soon Iīve been you
Laughter, sigh
So ashamed for you, cause

This feeling gets old
And so do your eyes
This is why I hate you, cause

So far Iīve been down thatīs true
Except for your arms you just
Smile, stand still
While you look right back at me!

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