Title: 198d
Artist: At The Drive In
Composer(s): Jim Ward, Cedric Bixler, Pablo Hinojos, Tony Hajjar, Omar Rodriguez
Lyric:
This is forgiven if the uniform fits
Postponed at the first showing
This is the tension mold of frozen icicles
And it feels like it's snowing
You speak in tongues
Tremors that warn us of ourselves
Walk away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold at the first showing)
Walk away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold)
Nothing bleeds the same
My travel expenses paid
Postponed at the first showing
This dance is out of rhythm
We trip on excess steps
Postponed at the first showing
You speak in tongues
Tremors that warn us of ourselves
Walk away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold at the first showing)
Walk away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold)
Born in hearts yet etched in cold
Swing sets pay the playground toll
Tremors that hold us, tremors that warn us
Nothing bleeds like
Tremors that hold us, tremors that warn us
Nothing bleeds like
Tremors that hold us, tremors that warn us
Nothing bleeds like
Tremors that hold us, tremors that warn us
Nothing bleeds like, nothing bleeds like
Away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold at the first showing)
Walk away
(Born in hearts, etched in cold)
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