[Chorus: Jakob Amr]
Lines are drawn
Your body hits the light
Before the day could ever rise
Iron Tusks are empty, are empty
Eyes are closed
The pictures in your mind are false
You'll never see the night
Iron Tusks are empty, are empty
[Bridge: Jakob Amr]
Iron tusks are swollen knives and guns
But their wounds are notional
Iron tusks are swollen knives and guns
But their wounds are notional
Knives and guns subsided iron tusks
But their wounds are rational
No graves by metaphors, no graves
No graves by metaphors
All books by folded hands, all books by
All graves by folded hands
Lines are drawn
Your body hits the light
Before the day could ever rise
Iron Tusks are empty, are empty
Eyes are closed
The pictures in your mind are false
You'll never see the night
Iron Tusks are empty, are empty
[Bridge: Jakob Amr]
Iron tusks are swollen knives and guns
But their wounds are notional
Iron tusks are swollen knives and guns
But their wounds are notional
Knives and guns subsided iron tusks
But their wounds are rational
No graves by metaphors, no graves
No graves by metaphors
All books by folded hands, all books by
All graves by folded hands
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