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Dead Weight

Little Red Lung

Your tongue was a white huff, spitting out perfume and bloodAnd our ribs were arm in arm, they bend and break and keep us warmWhen all the animals run out of teeth our grey bones will shed their loveAnd if I fall let me, if I fall let me go
They'll have our heads for this, they'll have our heads for thisIf you can't paddle faster, if you can't kill me first then you're dead weight
The pores under the paint are fake just like you thinkYour heart isn't an artificial breakI hope that you know, that you were never cleverIt was you or the weather
They'll have our heads for this, they'll have our heads for thisIf you can't paddle faster, if you can't kill me first then you're dead weight

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