Battle Of Mice - At The Base Of The Giant's Throat lyrics

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Skyscrapers left in shade

The numbers add up to your chest

Nightmares cling to strange walls

The sun will see you now its the next day

Speaking through squares

Hiding faces strange and bright

Arrest near your neck before

You can hear leaves breathe

Just listen

Just listen

Stolen leaves cemented in

A quiet place where Plymouths ring

Curtains fall and bruises form

But you can hear leaves

Breathe if you just listen

Little wings play down the street

Our faces squeezed in glass and tin

Inanimate objects snatch at your skin

But you can hear leaves breathe if you just listen

One hand on your neck

While the other fumbles through

Broken exchanges in back rooms

You thin skin

Wave oceans aside

I made space in my night

Resolves to turn it into lines

Your fingers must get tired

And drones make you wild

Why dont you wear

Your sleepless smile

Pointed at me for a while

Smoke around the giants neck

That makes clouds turn red

Tell me where have you been

A day where clouds

Turn to fray

Wings of smoke lines

The sleepless snatching thin skin seas

There is no sheets unclean

No smiles no night why

All crashing screams the sheets

[Wave oceans aside]

Unclean you make me grave its your own design

[I made space in my night]

Wave oceans aside

I made space in my night

Snatching skin and thin skin

No sheets unclean and no sheets

Unclean no smile

Makes you wild

Youre on no streets

Unclean no sheets

Unclean and smiles at

Wave oceans aside

I made space in my night night

Now you own the sleepless snatching thin skin seas<br />

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Thanks to razvan