Lowswimmer - Torpor lyrics
[Lowswimmer - Torpor lyrics]
You sat in on every second of torture
You let me roll myself up in a ball, but
It’s gotta be out of my head now
It’s gotta be out of my hands now
It set in, the glorious hour of boredom
Assembling the audience out of the firewood
It’s gotta be as close as it gets now
It’s gotta be seconds from death now
You let me roll myself up in a ball, but
It’s gotta be out of my head now
It’s gotta be out of my hands now
It set in, the glorious hour of boredom
Assembling the audience out of the firewood
It’s gotta be as close as it gets now
It’s gotta be seconds from death now
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