Set Chaser

When to blend?
When to fold?
When to bow down?
When to hold?

Death grip is strong
Curled up real tight
Safe all along
Teacher was right
Blood is pumping
Into the Earth
Hollow veins weep
Primitive words leap out in my sleep but I lose them

Echoes from the dead
Dead echos in your head
Lay them down to bed when you're tapping on the headrest
Tiny little thing with broke down wings
Not suffering so won't you put upon the red dress

Echoes from the dead
Dead echos in your head
Lay them down to bed when you're tapping on the headrest
Tiny little thing with broke down wings
Not suffering so won't you put upon the red dress

Feel this now cuz you are not not not
Too old baby you're a dot dot dot
Make that time so you can jot jot jot
Down those moments that you caught caught caught

Feel this now cuz you are not not not
Too old baby you're a dot dot dot
Make that time so you can jot jot jot
Down those moments that you caught

And I'm hoping now, cuz I'm broken down
Familiar with my grave
And it's also yours
No one wins a war
All you do is lose your name

Echoes from the dead
Dead echos in your head
Lay them down to bed when you're tapping on the headrest
Tiny little thing with broke down wings
Not suffering so won't you put upon the red dress

Echoes from the dead
Dead echos in your head
Lay them down to bed when you're tapping on the headrest
Tiny little thing with broke down wings
Not suffering so won't you put upon the red dress

Feel this now cuz you are not not not
Too old baby you're a dot dot dot
Make that time so you can jot jot jot
Down those moments that you caught caught caught

Feel this now cuz you are not not not
Too old baby you're a dot dot dot
Make that time so you can jot jot jot
Down those moments that you caught

When to blend?
When to fold?
When to bow down?
When to hold?



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Charles Barrow
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