Flies
These flies
Are swirling in the centre of my eyes
And my room for more days than they're supposed to be alive
Like the drain, I washed my sandy feet off in that summer night
It goes round and round and round that pipe, just waiting for the light
As we fight
Sleep, the seagulls mock us from outside
We both know if we let go, that this memory still might
Slip into the drain. Just hold me closer baby one last time
As we go round and round and round, that pipe just waiting for the light
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
Rice crispies are the cooking heroin of life
Are you just adding your compulsions up with me or mine
As I lose myself into the drain, I say that I am fine
But I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
Circling like a fly
Searching for the light
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
That pipe just waiting for the light
Are swirling in the centre of my eyes
And my room for more days than they're supposed to be alive
Like the drain, I washed my sandy feet off in that summer night
It goes round and round and round that pipe, just waiting for the light
As we fight
Sleep, the seagulls mock us from outside
We both know if we let go, that this memory still might
Slip into the drain. Just hold me closer baby one last time
As we go round and round and round, that pipe just waiting for the light
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
Rice crispies are the cooking heroin of life
Are you just adding your compulsions up with me or mine
As I lose myself into the drain, I say that I am fine
But I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
I go round and round and round
that pipe just waiting for the light
Circling like a fly
Searching for the light
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
We go round and round and round
That pipe just waiting for the light
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Writer(s): Robyn Froese
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