| A mind as clear as a cloudless sky | |
| No room for rust, no room for settled dust | |
| A waning wild thrown to bygone days | |
| No room for rust, no room for settled dust | |
| I'm growing black mud up around my veins | |
| And I'm going backwards, shutting out the name | |
| But it's spiralling, spiralling into something bigger | |
| I'm growing black mud up around my veins | |
| And I'm going backwards, shutting out the name | |
| But it's spiralling, spiralling into something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger? | |
| Is there something bigger? | |
| Wide awake, but I am sleeping | |
| No room for rust, no room for settled dust | |
| I'm lying naked, drunk and dreaming | |
| No room for rust, no room for settled dust | |
| I'm growing black mud up around my veins | |
| And I'm going backwards, shutting out the name | |
| But it's spiralling, spiralling into something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all work at all | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all work at all | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all | |
| Would it all work at all | |
| Would it all | |
| I'm growing black mud up around my veins | |
| And I'm going backwards, shutting out the name | |
| But it's spiralling, spiralling into something bigger | |
| I'm growing black mud up around my veins | |
| And I'm going backwards, shutting out the name | |
| But it's spiralling, spiralling into something bigger | |
| Is there something bigger |
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