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Adam Fuhr & Keegan Steele
[Verse 1]
This is an utterance grown old in
Where is the breath that I was holding?
Inside a useless incantation
I can feel a sickness forming
[Chorus 1]
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The sun down suits them fine
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We realize
The sun down suits us fine
And we don't mind
[Verse 2]
I read they crested out in silence
Upon a weighty run-on sentence
And then the sudden bloom of violence
Enter the room led by a figment
[Chorus 2]
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The sun down suits them fine
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We realize
The sun down suits us fine
And so we stay inside
[Verse 3]
Hand, mouth, dying symbols
Nameless, formless, screaming until they're quiet