[00:10.850] |
Just a little rush, babe |
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To feel dizzy, to derail the mind of me |
[00:21.940] |
Just a little hush, babe |
[00:25.110] |
Our veins are busy but my heart's in atrophy |
[00:33.520] |
Any way to distract and sedate |
[00:39.070] |
Adding shadows to the walls of the cave |
[00:44.310] |
You and I nursing on a poison that never stung |
[00:49.670] |
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it |
[00:55.290] |
Somewhere for this, death and guns |
[00:58.130] |
We are deaf, we are numb |
[01:00.970] |
Free and young and we can feel none of it |
[01:06.660] |
Something isn't right, babe |
[01:09.710] |
I keep catching little words but the meaning's thin |
[01:17.440] |
I'm somewhere outside my life, babe |
[01:20.830] |
I keep scratching but somehow I can't get in |
[01:29.240] |
So we're slaves to any semblance of touch |
[01:34.690] |
Lord we should quit but we love it too much |
[01:39.610] |
Sedated we're nursing on a poison that never stung |
[01:45.490] |
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it |
[01:50.730] |
Somewhere for this, death and guns |
[01:53.900] |
We are deaf, we are numb |
[01:56.630] |
Free and young and we can feel none of it |
[02:02.970] |
Darling, don't you, stand there watching, won't you |
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Come and save me from it |
[02:14.190] |
Darling, don't you, join in, you're supposed to |
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Drag me away from it |
[02:25.280] |
Any way to distract and sedate |
[02:30.810] |
Adding shadows to the walls of the cave |
[02:35.950] |
You and I nursing on a poison that never stung |
[02:41.290] |
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it |
[02:46.860] |
Somewhere for this, death and guns |
[02:49.700] |
We are deaf, we are numb |
[02:52.540] |
Free and young and we can feel none of it |
[02:57.880] |
Sedated we're nursing on a poison that never stung |
[03:03.670] |
Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it |
[03:09.020] |
Somewhere for this, death and guns |
[03:12.080] |
We are deaf, we are numb |
[03:14.920] |
Free and young and we can feel none of it |