Dan Deacon - Lots lyrics

[Dan Deacon - Lots lyrics]

HEAD SOUTH hEADSTONG
WAKE EACH gREY DAWN
HOLD ON wEAKNESS
NO PRINTS pRINCESS
MOTHER mY NEST
One choice to make gET READY TO GO
Feel like we've been here before
Without a choice and insecure
Of where we'd be without this net around
Yet we've always hated it
Now we stand upon a chance
To break the chains and break the lance
That cuts into the heart
And burns the essence of our dream's desire

NO HOPE iN SIGHT
HELD ON tOO TIGHT
SKYLINE bURNT DOWN
NO CROPS dUST CLOUD
BLIND DOGS rUN DEEP
PALE SURF cOLD FEET
One choice to make gET READY TO GO
COLD THRONE nO SIRE
BLACK EARTH pAST FIRE
FLUSHED OUT rEGRET
NO PAST nO SENSE
BRAVE DAYS aHEAD
NONE REST nONE YET
One choice to make gET READY TO GO

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