作曲 : Christian Holden
You we born on a leap year
Fill in the gaps

Spinning gears keep catching your cracks

Skipping teeth
Keep calling you back

Telling stories pretending they're fact

Let me go Too unstable to wane

Chewing wildflowers to numb the pain

Cut the lines

You'll be fine
But if you break when I break will you carry me away
Will you fall on your blade just to hear
When I'm saying I can't

You came out Started bruising

Find it tough to admit when your losing

Oh what should I think
Carefully crafted commercial disaster
They take what you're after to get
What they want out of you

Cut the lines

You'll be fine
But if you break when I break will you carry me away
Will you fall on your blade just to hear
When I'm saying I can't

Dissociate from touch
You're tilting to pull the others with you
Posed shakespearean skull we see in different pictures

You play the imperial
Stealing the power to waste away

You took the comfort from the lights in her soul

Projected map of the body
It's crass abject colonial

You passed dis-ease presented to you at birth

Held underwater told to scream your self worth

Entrust the secrets to the backs of your arms

Killing the self as to protect it from harm