Jenny Stockdale - Aftermath Lyrics
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Aftermath
Aftermath Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Aftermath By Jenny Stockdale?
Bend at your will, break at your leisure
Go where you need to, stay when you must Hold your breath for science And pass out with the rest of us Watch the pretty white flag Above the edge of the nothing Wave in the absence of the wind Ripping up your logic With the same big hands that somehow Have you pinned Kind of just like when you were a baby Small, bald and crying, 10-inches tall They track your cell division With pencil hash marks on the wall You grow and stretch and fracture Faster than you can handle Until you're 80 and dying Slow and thin Waiting on the landscapes To open up, swallow you whole again You said it's lifestyles live from the gutter Open up your uniform and stand in the rain You said it's lifestyles live from the gutter I know what you're feeling It's just more of the same Dark as it might get from here on out I won't be bringing along a light To break open the shadows And pull up corners of the night There's nothing left to say out loud Your words do not work here In the aftermath of the afterglow Your words will let you way down But they'll never, ever Let you go You said it's lifestyle live from the gutter Open up your uniform and stand in the rain Lifestyles live from the gutter I know what you're feeling it's just more Of the same |
Who Wrote Aftermath By Jenny Stockdale?
Jenny Stockdale
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What's The Duration Of The Aftermath By Jenny Stockdale?The duration of Aftermath is 4:31 minutes and seconds. |
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