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Icarus The Owl
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Lily Trotter (Live)
I'm always crawling back to you.
Look at all that we've been through.
Come alone to the rendezvous.
Don't worry about what we'll do 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning I've tried to love and love again.
Too many walls have met my fist.
Grab your clothes, I'll walk you out, but we can't leave the ground 'till the morning,'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning.
Stay Awake, Awake.
I wanna hear the truth behind your lies, so we know to be afraid, afraid.
We can bear the news of your crimes.
They will know soon.
I'm always crawling back to you.
Look at all that we've been through.
Come alone to the rendezvous.
Don't worry about what we'll do 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning.
I've tried to love and love again.
Too many walls have met my fist.
Grab your clothes, I'll walk you out, but we can't leave the ground 'till the morning,'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning.
There is nothing wrong here.
Shadow puppets on the wall, while our confidants are sound sleeping down the hall.
Stay Awake, Awake.
I wanna hear the truth behind your lies, so we know to be afraid, afriad.
We can bear the news of your crimes.
They will know soon.
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I'm always crawling back to you.
Look at all that we've been through.
Come alone to the rendezvous.
Don't worry about what we'll do 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning.
I've tried to love and love again.
Too many walls have met my fist.
Grab your clothes, I'll walk you out, but we can't leave the ground 'till the morning,'till the morning, 'till the morning, 'till the morning.
We are all moonlighters with something more to hide.
Different skin in the sun.
At night the truth will haunt us, will haunt us.
Stay Awake, Awake.
I wanna hear the truth behind your lies, so we know to be afraid, afriad.
We can bear the news of your crimes.
They will know soon.
Like spiders make their webs, we're in and out of bed.
Much like the Jacanas, we hurt the ones we love, we love, we love, we love, we love, we love, we love, we love, we love.
Poised to fall.
Shattered skull.
It's up to us to burn the dead.
Insatiable.
Expose the soul, like a murder at it's best
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