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The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

I said the devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'? Yeah

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'? Why ain’t ya lookin

When all of your summer days pack up and run away

From the same underage stain of the younger days

No more cryin' 'cause the tumblin' thunder came

Better get used to the rumblin' hunger pains

There’s fireflies in the spider’s eyes

There’s Fireflies in the spider’s eyes

Fireflies in the spider’s eyes

And they spell «Crash landing» on the city’s tired sky

Heat pipes coughin', sweatin' exhausted

Pumpin' blood to te rhythm of a bed frame rockin'

Where’s autumn? Frozen from a merciless winter

The fifth season: Regret, just ate my ego for dinner

I’m under cobweb corners full of moths and fruit flies

Belly of the burden where truth lies is too wide

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

I said the devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

I said the devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'? Huh

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

Dancehall bass giving hell to my brick wall

Centipede’s giving me thick skin, it crawls

Pitfalls, marker’s mark, L-M-N-O-P

Drunk neighbors done lit a bonfire in the street

I didn’t wanna kill the praying mantis with a dust pan

Didn’t wanna hit the man living on crushed cans

Didn’t wanna piss on your portrait of proper

Didn’t wanna tell you that your lucky penny was copper

A real heart-stopper, spine-tingling freak fest

Smoke 'n' ash, broken glass

Let’s keep quiet, listen to the city, it talks

Or stay still, staring at the idiot box

We were rooftop gods controlling the stars

Hear the tension, hear the sounds, the police cars

Let’s laugh at the clown cast dancing on brown glass

I’m the hoping they drown fast as soon as the sounds pass

Dollar to my name is in my front pocket

'Bout to put it on the counter baby, tell me to watch it

Foung a locket in the gutter with somebody’s mother

Guess they shouldn’t be expecting their loved one for supper

This city was built on metal pipes and guilt

We pay a monkey in a suit to pretend that he run it

We’re shit stains on a quilt, make love to the filth

We better leave, hon', i think i hear the fire trucks coming

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya listening?

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya listening?

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya listening?

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'? Yeah

The devil’s in the details, why ain’t ya lookin'?

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