Shuck, shedding my skin
Devil's at the door and I might just let him in
Though I love them like a brother, me and my friends are sick of each other
Little to do, a positive menial attitude
An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming)
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing)
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe
A dawn of colours never seen, spill like tears at a memorial bench
A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angel bored to death
Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking
Malignant noise, solid gold men to Toilet Boys
An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (a breaker coming)
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (an endless nothing)
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe
I said I believe!
[Gareth, Kim]
There's grief within my flesh and bones
Cut me, watch the sorrow flow
Floating in the flood now
Floating in the flood now
One thousand memes I sent to you, emoji reacted to
This is all we've got now
This is all we've got now
An ocean house upon collapsing stilts (I see a breaker coming)
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt (into an endless nothing)
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe
There, but for the grace of God, we all go to Hell in a handjob
Undeserved last minute winner, we're into town without our dinner
Mortal joy, so close to Heaven
If I'm first punch, you're two to seven
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