LYRIC

That air you were coming up for
Is no longer there
I made a mess of all this comfort
And fell asleep in a stare

Tear your bones out
Because they're worth more
Than your bed sores

It moves slowly I guess
It moves slowly I guess
It moves slowly I guess
It moves slowly I guess

You were singing with all your fickle friends
(It moves slowly I guess)
You were singing with all your fickle friends
(It moves slowly I guess)
You were singing with all your fickle friends
(It moves slowly I guess)
You were singing with all your fickle friends
(It moves slowly I guess)

Tear your bones out
Tear your bones out
Tear your bones out
Tear your bones out

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