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Lyrics:
Breathe me in I am the ghost of better past Lingering deep down
South of here Where we know his face But not the name of a brother drowned in his
Oh, last years Have you been skipping stones across the lake ablaze For your own damn sake
Open wide It's this taste we've all been tasting in our tongues And in our minds
And take that head of yours And stick it through the clouds You've been buried underneath our world With all your selfish doubt
Feel the heat Dripping from our dirty tongues Gathering flames now
Just last year We felt the hell of a sneaky spark Let it burn us to the ground
There's a hole In all there is to see in these waking days And it's all fake
Open wide The taste we've all been tasting in our tongues And in our minds
And take that head of yours And stick it through the clouds You've been buried underneath our world With all your selfish doubt
By the time you turn the clocks all back You'll be covered in all the leaves It's a shame you didn't look around Oh, all the things you'd see
Defeat the low Defeat the low Defeat the low Defeat the low
Defeat the low Defeat the low
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