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lyrics
There are fingerprints on your brain again and all the blood's retreating
What is this thing that grasps your wrist and strangles your tongue
'You're a moany fucking twat sometimes' is not much of a greeting
But let me off and let me in where the darkness, where the darkness runs
Your feet seem tied to the bed and your words seem tied to your head
But who needs words when you can point at what you want?
Don't point at me, please son't point at me.
There's this question that runs like so: 'Is this as dead as I wish it to be'
But there's a firmness in the hand that holds like he knows what letting go means
This is not the hand that I first held upon waking, upon breaking into light
This is not the voice that I first heard
This is not the hand that I first held upon waking, upon breaking into light
This is not the voice that I first heard
There are fingerprints on your brain again and all the blood's retreating
What is this thing that grasps your wrist and strangles your tongue
I'm a moany fucking twat sometimes but I'll try to stop my greeting
But let me off and let me in where the darkness, where the darkness runs
The darkness is the art I need to master
I'll grip it by the corners and I'll wrestle it to the ground
That is easier said than done
Easier said than bloody done
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