Tom Milsom - Weird Times 歌词

I hold your thumb
You pull away
It comes undone
And fades to grey as though it never came to harm
A petrified apostrophe upon my palm

Increasing ease
With which you cut
Complexities
Is terrifying in a mercenary way
Is terrifying in a mercenary way

You make these holes
Along your boundaries
Indulge your bones
Sacrifice yourself to god like it's worthwhile

I'm feeling bad
And wondering
If it's so bad
That everything inside will find its way outside
And everything outside will find its way inside

You make these holes
Along your boundaries
Indulge your bones
Sacrifice yourself to god like it's worthwhile
Sacrifice yourself to god to make him smile

Ten years from now
You're showering
And come somehow
Across the memories of when you were young again
The simple memories of when you were young
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