Channel: The Front Bottoms

Category: Music

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Description: The Front Bottoms official video for "camouflage" off of our new album In Sickness & In Flames - out now tfb.lnk.to/insicknessandinflames Directed by Mark Jaworski markjstudios.com Connect with The Front Bottoms Facebook: facebook.com/thefrontbottoms Twitter: twitter.com/thefrontbottoms Instagram: instagram.com/thefrontbottoms Website: thefrontbottoms.com Lyrics: We are smoke, living on your parents' property It's a joke, so we don't take it seriously Fight's not worth the drama Sounds like something that you said Only bad examples left All the good one’s dead And to think I was having a mental breakdown The same time you were painting your walls Bound my love, born to obey When I'm away, I think of kissing you every day Sour but I think I like it Fruit from the profane communion Who knew I would even try it? Now I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in (I don't know where I am) I don't know where I am (How did I get here?) I probably look like a psycho They're probably calling the cops on me right now In a universe parallel And you can tell I was having a nervous breakdown The same time you were making that call Bound my love, born to obey When I'm away, I think of kissing you every day Sour but I think I like it Fruit from the profane communion Who knew I would even try it? Now I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I gotta make a commitment And it's stressing me out One I'm gonna have to live with 'Til I'm under the ground And I will save it for my deathbed Like I'm reading a vow Or a police report Feels like a poem somehow It's all the time I talk about vacation Like it's all we got in common Just let me take you on vacation Just like I promised I mean obviously I'm distant I'm a thousand miles away Obviously it's tense There's nothing else to say I am so loosely connected In a couple different ways And I might not act like it But I think I love the taste Louder but I think I like it Fruit from the profane communion Who knew I would even try it? Now I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in I wear camouflage to blend in It was hard to tell What it meant and how it felt