
Canary Everything Everything
"Canary" by Everything Everything, released in 2017, is an indie rock song that explores themes of isolation, existential angst, and the struggle for communication. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and disconnection, reflecting modern anxieties. Musically, it features intricate rhythms and dynamic shifts, contributing to its unique sound. #IndieRock

[Verse 1]
You can't make me believe what I don't
I can breathe through the pen in my throat
I don't fear the pit, I will float
[Pre-Chorus]
Oooh
Don't wanna say the quiet part out loud
But we're not profound, we're just meat
Oooh
Think you've been talking to the modern world
But, my friend, I heard your scream
[Chorus]
Oh, canary, canary, canary
Under the ground
Canary, canary, canary
Under the ground
(Under the ground)
[Verse 2]
I don't think it's a trick of the light (Heed my warning)
No more dreaming in black and white (Heed my warning)
All I want is to brutalise (Heed my warning)
[Pre-Chorus]
Oooh
I hear the drumming of the Hell-Kite priest
On my bones they feast, but that's fine
Oooh
I've got these rifles for my arms and legs
And I've laid in bed enough time
You can't make me believe what I don't
I can breathe through the pen in my throat
I don't fear the pit, I will float
[Pre-Chorus]
Oooh
Don't wanna say the quiet part out loud
But we're not profound, we're just meat
Oooh
Think you've been talking to the modern world
But, my friend, I heard your scream
[Chorus]
Oh, canary, canary, canary
Under the ground
Canary, canary, canary
Under the ground
(Under the ground)
[Verse 2]
I don't think it's a trick of the light (Heed my warning)
No more dreaming in black and white (Heed my warning)
All I want is to brutalise (Heed my warning)
[Pre-Chorus]
Oooh
I hear the drumming of the Hell-Kite priest
On my bones they feast, but that's fine
Oooh
I've got these rifles for my arms and legs
And I've laid in bed enough time
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