So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I’m shaking hands with a hurricane.
It’s a colour that I can’t describe,
It’s a language I can’t understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you,
Carving lines into you.
Dripping down the sides of you.
I’m shaking hands with a hurricane.
It’s a colour that I can’t describe,
It’s a language I can’t understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you,
Carving lines into you.
Dripping down the sides of you.
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