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The Tremors
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Our Lost Infantry
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(verse) Pounding at the temples as it starts It blossoms like bruises on hands and hips and hearts Whole days without speaking a word, nights spent curled like a newborn Losing all sense of momentum, the weight of my body is gone (chorus) These things come out at night (verse) Dead from the neck down These feet will just make it home To hide in the dark of my ribcage To wait til the tremors have gone Breaking the tips from my fingers and spitting the words from my tongue (chorus) These things come out at night
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