Fifty Pound Coat Songtext

it feels like I'm standing still screaming

slamming on my solid state

just trying to get some warmth

a tone a voice a method of carrying myself down to the

down to the water

down to the water



smoke my tobacco

and crack all my knuckles twice

wringing my hands and hope for the best

I'm heavy on the top but I'm cold in the middle

and what is this funny ache in my chest?



I hear a pressed click tone snap back into place

at the wave shimmer of sound and cold

and I finally know where I am

driving this circuit disconnected round and round and round and round and round and round again



smoke my tobacco

and crack all my knuckles twice

wringing my hands and hope for the best

I'm heavy on the top but I'm cold in the middle

and what is this funny ache in my chest?
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