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letra de heavy rescue - doomtree

[hook x2: cecil otter]
they tried to attack you
they tried too late
we’re waiting on the storm to hide the wake
bringing you up to the surface
dragging you up to the sh0r-
holding you up to the sun like “is this yours?”
it’s yours

[verse 1: cecil otter]
it’s yours right, this house with the boarded up doors right
poor sight like maybe it’s mine and you made it
in time with the foresight
to light a torch and torch this place
co-ordinate my life with yours
private wars and a core to relate in a world that you made full of minor chords
find the oars, lie in the wake
quiet your mind, they’re lying in wait
they’re firing everything all over everywhere
everyone in the asylum is safe

wait, the size of the tide is, it’s
it’s rising again, so
so align with your horizons
can i get a witness, can i get a clue
if i can’t, can i get an amen or a view
of the few and the proud that are crowding around the c-n-ls
in the m-sses to catch you and ration the savage of you
grab for the branches, grab for the branches
wrap them in you, wrap them in you
we’ll scream to cause avalanches
that ceramic sunset’s for you

that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sunset’s for you

[hook (shortened): cecil otter]
they tried to attack you
they tried too late
we’re waiting on the storm to hide the wake

[verse 2: dessa]
whitecaps break above us but at the bottom it stays calm
just the rising tides can touch us
just lift you up and set you down
but danger is as danger does
there’s a motor in the water and it’s coming for us
and i can smell the gasoline, smell the rust
but i can’t move fast enough away
break, make for the deep end
don’t wait for me
cause i’ll be d-mned if they get another
just to catch and
catch and release

[verse 3: p.o.s.]
choked, blotter on the tongue
water in the lung, trippin’
hotter than the sun, fodder for the big guns
finished with your fun, no i’m not the one
time crawls and i’m still here somehow begging
still fear that i’ll waste my life on the end of your impulse
letting the lead fly from your weapon
hit or miss, bigger fish and a sea full
of deceitful creep people
yeah, l-st betrays, sweat the sheets through
so i stash and i grasp and i laugh and i plan it
keep it on the run like mechanics
you say “don’t hold your breath”
you say “don’t sit and wait”
cause when you’re up then you’re out
and the fuss and the pout won’t work
don’t push them brakes

[verse 4: sims]
they came up the coast with a cavalcade
these seas i just can’t navigate
so i recalibrate
then bend the frame until the image freed up from the acetate
i was at the helm with the map and the loop
looking for the keyhole to p-ss on through
they were waiting outside with incisors
ready to devise, divide, and siphon the fuel
they just shoot
hand in the mouth from the garden we grew
so i’m carving until i make a shape that suits
fly the sail ’til the sp-ce match too
and all i wanted was good and free
and my hands were good enough
paid up with a couple cuts
bob and weave
find a sp-ce between and a cut above

[hook (shortened): cecil otter]
bringing you up to the surface
dragging you up to the sh0r-
holding you up to the sun like “is this yours?”
it’s yours

[hook]

[verse 5: cecil otter (dessa)]
can i get a witness, can i get a clue
if i can’t, can i get an amen or a view
of the few and the proud that are crowding around the c-n-ls
in the m-sses to catch you and ration the savage of you
grab for the branches, grab for the branches
wrap them in you, wrap them in you
we’ll scream to cause avalanches
that ceramic sunset’s for you

that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sunset’s for you
that ceramic sunset’s for you
(they tried to attack you)
that ceramic sunset’s for you
(they tried too late)
that ceramic sun
(we’re waiting on the storm to hide the wake)
that ceramic sun
that ceramic sunset’s for you

- doomtree

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