Altitude
My hand is short a play
I didn't realize what was all at stake
Lying on the bay
My old remains are floating on display
Arching my back
From the photograph it all looked flat
Is this an attack?
Why does your presence bruise like that?
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
My heads a little askew and my eyes defy me
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
I'm certain it's the Altitude
Feels like a guillotine
My heart and soul are governed by my brain (my brain)
I want to be okay
But i'm the hunter and the perfect prey
Arching my back (arching my back, arching my back)
From the photograph it all looked flat
Is this an attack? (is this an attack?, is this an attack?)
Why does your presence bruise like that?
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
My heads a little askew and my eyes defy me
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
I'm certain it's the Altitude
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
I didn't realize what was all at stake
Lying on the bay
My old remains are floating on display
Arching my back
From the photograph it all looked flat
Is this an attack?
Why does your presence bruise like that?
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
My heads a little askew and my eyes defy me
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
I'm certain it's the Altitude
Feels like a guillotine
My heart and soul are governed by my brain (my brain)
I want to be okay
But i'm the hunter and the perfect prey
Arching my back (arching my back, arching my back)
From the photograph it all looked flat
Is this an attack? (is this an attack?, is this an attack?)
Why does your presence bruise like that?
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
My heads a little askew and my eyes defy me
I'm guessing it's the Altitude
I'm itching for a refuge but that's behind me
I'm certain it's the Altitude
I'm certain it's the Altitude
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(No I-)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
(ah-aha-ah-ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Stella Rose Smyth
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