dearth

foals

i could cut my hands off now

just to fight the skeleton out of me

we could peel artichoke hearts

and break our legs and dry out

maybe if we could just talk about the weather

i have three-hundred bombs all in my head

i have three-hundred bombs all in my head

(maybe if we could just talk about the weather

maybe if we could just talk about the weather

maybe if we could just talk about the weather

maybe if we could just talk about the weather)

i could cut my hands off now

just to fight the skeleton out of me

we could peel artichoke hearts

and break our legs and dry out

it's saturday

we could come home and cut the phone lines

it's saturday

we could come home and cut the phone lines

it's saturday

we could come home and cut the phone lines

i could cut my hands off now

just to fight the skeleton out of me

we could peel artichoke hearts

and break our legs and dry out

and dry out

and dry out

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