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First in a series of download singles (we hope!)
lyrics
Ankles: Twisted.
Assets: Liquid.
Noted Features: Always tired from running up mountains.
Towers falling into pavements quickly into pools of concrete-
Now THAT'S what I call engineering.
You came here, to be alone,
You came here so you can find your own way home.
So come on girl, don't let me down.
Ideals: Shattered
Kneecaps: Knackered.
Noted Features: Usually found reading pirate fiction.
Winter weather isn't always freezing or indeed pleasant- it's just what you're least expecting.
You came here, to be alone,
You came here so you can find your own way home, to be here.
With wet hair, and damp skin,
The first doubts, they crept in, they crept up and inside your sense of wrong and right.
So come on girl, don't let me down.
credits
released June 11, 2011
Music and words by Fresh Eyes for the Dead Guy.
Recorded by Mark Elmore at the Crash Factory, Nottingham, 2011.
Mastered by Joe at Subsequent Mastering.
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