Cornelius Julius - Don't Know We're Dying, Don't Know We're Born

Soft (flies)

Smells like a storm
Your features swarm
You're stumbling off towards the light
Your form it fades
In these neon days
You read about the bark
But not the bite
They wrote our minds
We countersigned
We didn't even notice the strings
So we spend our days
In disarray
When the anthem plays
We stand and sing

Can you feel the flies settle
Settle on your dreamless face
We're picking off the petals
Because we think more are coming around
Can you feel the flies settle
Settle on your dreamless face
We're picking off the petals
Because we think more are coming around

Speak up
They can't hear you
You gave up
You gave up
Sick of being lied to
Wait up
I'm coming with you
I gave up
I gave up
Now what should we do

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Writer(s): Conor Hicks
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