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letra de cattle prod - font (band)

i saw you under the bleachers running on fire
concrete softens; you looked up at me
me nodding yeah yeah yeah yeah
you nodding yeah yeah yeah yeah
i let go of the railing now
choke down my remaining doubt
you nodding yea yea yea yea
me nodding yea yea yea yea
to the heat that we’re turning toward
in the yaw of a lifting floor
oh my god it’s too bright to look at directly
my whole life just waiting for anything i’m ready
you nodding yea yеa yea yea
me nodding yеa yea yea yea
two a.m. in an open field
giving up as the night congeals
you nodding yea yea yea yea
me nodding yea yea yea yea
in the kitchen bells intone
in some frigid awful mode
oh my god, it’s too bright to look at directly
i want this now: undifferentiated rising
see us now in the line to dance
i feel blood and spit coursing through my hands
a guy says, “reign it in”
as you trip and spill your drink
on his coat made from lamb of god
i see fate is just a cattle prod
and the soil of this life’s grown alkaline
what have we done?
blood in the mirror; champagne in the tub
what have we done?
blood in the mirror; wet pain in the tub
what have we done?
dust on the mirror; black paint in the tub
what have we done?
you nodding yea yea yea yea
me nodding yea yea yea yea
when the talon’s gripping tight
baby i’ve got a lamp to light
you nodding yea yea yea yea
me nodding yea yea yea yea
two a.m. in an open field
giving up as the night congeals
and oh my god, it’s too bright to look at directly
i want this now: undifferentiated rising

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