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Shiver and Shake
04:18
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I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the heat
In the light
In the face of what we can’t fight
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the cold
In the dark
On waters we can’t seem to chart
Happy birthday to me
Just what I wanted
It’s World War Three
Staring down the barrel of a gun
I don’t remember loading
But this ship is steady groaning
Under the weight of what we’re doing here
I’ve lost control, can’t seem to steer
Crashing into you, meet me here
Crash into me, I’ll meet you here
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the heat
In the light
in the face of what we can’t fight
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the cold
In the dark
On waters we can’t seem to chart
This pounding in my chest
Can’t seem to out thump the din that’s in my head
Stepping on your toes to steady myself
on the way to your bed
We can see what’s coming
But we can’t head it off
I can’t reach the switch before the bomb drops
Exploding into you, meet me there
Explode into me, I’ll meet you there
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the heat
In the light
in the face of what we can’t fight
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the cold
In the dark
On waters we can’t seem to chart
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the heat
In the light
in the face of what we can’t fight
I shake, you shiver
I shiver, you shake
In the cold
In the dark
On waters we can’t seem to chart
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Missing Time
02:35
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Does it count as paranoia
If I’m still trusting you over me
We’re busy moving the goal posts
Desperate to avoid what we mean
How can we build something better
Without opening this rotten wound
Maybe I’m just too sick
Maybe everything we built is doomed
Me and you are missing time together
Holding on to flashing lights in the dark
Grasping what we can to get closer
Never really moving from the start
Does it count as paranoia
If we’re trusting what we see?
We’re busy fighting a future
Neither of us want to believe
We live as long as we’re remembered
Tell me then, where do we fit?
I’m starting to feel like the truth isn’t out there
If we’re never really holding it
Me and you are missing time together
Holding on to flashing lights in the dark
Grasping what we can to get closer
Never really moving from the start
is the truth even out there?
Is it out there
Are we even holding it?
is the truth even out there?
Is it out there
Are we even fucking holding it?
Me and you are missing time together
Holding on to flashing lights in the dark
Grasping what we can to get closer
Never really moving from the start
Moving from the
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CUTIES Ypsilanti, Michigan
Four cute dudes making fast music for busted ear drums and broken dreams.
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