Don't Dink and Drance

I would like to burn this down
I would like to burn this down
I would like to see it melt in yellow
And observe a cloud of blackness
A cloud of blackness rise

Watch it rise as it is wrath himself
Watch it rise
Crows will flee the scene as if to
Remind me how long it's been

Since I have seen a dove
Since I have seen a dove

Melt in yellow as I do

Exhaustion and mother of tribulation
Wound by wound
I torture myself
Wound by wound, I will persevere
Whiteness

Present yourself as I know you are the sky and anchor of my being

What we've known is like cigarettes
What we've known is like cigarettes

Formaldehyde fingers



Credits
Writer(s): James Baney, Andrew Trick, Larry Williams, Christopher Rubey, Jeremy Depoyster, Michael Hranica
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