Surf's Up/Cosmic Slaughter

The ice is melting
The water's cold
This way of being
Is getting old

Say what you mean
That's what I'm told
I don't know what I mean til I say it
Now I have to press rewind to replay it

A house made of hideouts is a home you can never leave
So I'll build a house of wind just to float away

It's a wicked moon
It's a mouth full of flowers
It's a dark garage
It's a lifetime of daydream hours

Surf's up
Straight into the cosmic slaughter
Surf's up
Straight into the cosmic slaughter
Surf's up
Straight into the cosmic slaughter
Ba-ba
Ba-ba-da-da-da-da



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Burdeaux
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