Arc

First, boy, I think you should know If you try hard then you might get a part as a Doe-eyed impressionist mime Bare as the lives of the footballers' wives that Surround you, their diamonds aloft A system of pistons arachnid and blistered A billboard,

Don't try to hide it, no Don't try Don't try to hide it, no Don't try Cos it'll have you in the end, ohhhh Cos it'll have you in the end, ohhhh Is it gonna take a battle of wits Well I can take a body, I can take a body blow Pick you head up Show you

Do you feel left behind? Like there's something not right? I don't think I've been connected But of all the dead volcanos on Earth you just happened to retch And roll Through mine There were fistfuls of hair 'round the foot of my chair And echoes of

Four walls and a cauldron of Kalashnikoving, and our home is a trigger that I'm always pulling At the border, at the, at the border I'm at the border, at the, at the Border The short spears and the weak eternal monologuing, and our war is the Crucibl

Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Yeah, so, um... wait a second Sold your liver but you're still feeling the red Sold my feelings now I'm hanging by a thread Bad And it's creeping its way throug

Girl youve been hitting that treadmill, like a freak Baby youre not quite the torso, of the week The hollowest cheeks in the county Time to tweet Jogging all over my grave baby With your big bare feet Coiled heart, eye tooth, feral child Take me danc