Concertina
Clouds descending I*m not policing what you think and dream
I run into your thought from
Across the room just another trick can I
Weather this I*ve got a fever above my waist
You got a squeeze box on your knee
I know the truth is in between the 1st and the 40th drink
Concertina concertina a chill that bends
This I swear you*re the fiercest calm
I*ve been in the soul quake happened here in a glass world
Particle by particle she slowly changes
She likes hanging chinese paper cuts just
Another fix can I weather this
I got my fuzz all tipped to play I got a dub on your landscape
Then there*s your policy of trancing
The sauce without the blame too far
Too far too far it could all get way too cheerful
Concertina I know the truth lies in
Between the 1st and 40th drink clouds descending
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