Nomu Good Kid
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[Verse 1]
Four eyes entwined draw four separate lines
And none of them point to you
A tangled mess of knots, I confess
But the intent was there, I swear
We set our sights on something that we thought was true
[Pre-Chorus]
So now we sit and stare across
A surface spanning the whole state
Two feet between and miles apart
No words to speak, been here a week
And still, we haven't got a clue
[Chorus]
It falls apart, there's not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there's not a heart to have (The animal instinct fluttering away from the start)
It falls apart, there's not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there's not a heart to have
[Verse 2]
Each word a world all of its own
Each thought render only in groans
The syntax skips, semantics slips
And what we're left, a growing cleft
Of language lost, tokens unknown
And then I guess we slipped right through
And lost all meaning on the way
We ended up a tiny piece
Of every heart, of every part, of every stone, of every grave
Four eyes entwined draw four separate lines
And none of them point to you
A tangled mess of knots, I confess
But the intent was there, I swear
We set our sights on something that we thought was true
[Pre-Chorus]
So now we sit and stare across
A surface spanning the whole state
Two feet between and miles apart
No words to speak, been here a week
And still, we haven't got a clue
[Chorus]
It falls apart, there's not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there's not a heart to have (The animal instinct fluttering away from the start)
It falls apart, there's not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there's not a heart to have
[Verse 2]
Each word a world all of its own
Each thought render only in groans
The syntax skips, semantics slips
And what we're left, a growing cleft
Of language lost, tokens unknown
And then I guess we slipped right through
And lost all meaning on the way
We ended up a tiny piece
Of every heart, of every part, of every stone, of every grave
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