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What if I said that this ain’t the one

The slicked back curd of the yellow sun

What if I said the riders had come

We’re stood downstream and we ain’t got nowhere to run

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We got the bad blood coursing in

Over the rim

We go hands to the ceiling

We got the room come falling in

Into the swim

We go hands to the ceiling

Black hearts

Fuck ‘em

What if I said that this ain’t the one

Thick black words of a bellowed tongue

What if I said the climb of the drum

Will tear down scenes when you ain’t go nowhere to run

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We got the eyes up to the brim

Out of the ring

We go hands to the ceiling

We got the first light clawing limb

Under the skin

We go hands to the ceiling

Black hearts

Fuck ‘em

What if I said that this ain’t the one

The slicked back curd of the yellow sun

What if I said the riders had come

We’re stood downstream and we ain’t got nowhere to run

Hangnote

You’re leaning towers

You change shape

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