enemy lines
Singer:pigeon detectives, the
i see we're falling apart
spinneys return to the start
it seems we're stuck in a mud
i'd leave if only i could
i don't need sound or vision
i know you're stalling through time
your cheek to prove that you're mine
you thrive on this attrition
i don't need sound or vision
you thrive on this attrition
you thrive on this attrition