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Tripwires
J. Englishman
Well you can't see me, I'm not here
But I know everything you fear
And I can drag you down
And cloud what once seemed clear
But you can't see me, I'm not here

And I can teach you how to cry
And I will fill your mouth with flies
So tell me all your secrets
I'll tell you all my lies
And I will teach you how to cry

On Tripwires, landmines
On tripwires, for you to find
On Tripwires, on tripwires
On landmines for you to find

My mouth is numb, my touge is still
My voice is cigarettes and milk
I have become a void impossible to fill
My mouth is numb, my tounge is still

On Tripwires, landmines
On tripwires, for you to find
On Tripwires, on tripwires
On landmines for you to find
(repeat and fade)
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