Running lines, catching colds
There’s a limit that I have crossed
How you move yourself through smoke rings
In through the looking glass
Nothing is what it was
Surprise
Surprise
I’m too late and still not sure
Are you with me or are we at a war
All your tiny fits of rage
In through the razor’s blades
Cut through the frozen lake
And escape
Escape
Cut and run
Somewhere where no one will find you
Cut and run
Somewhere where no one will find you
But I will find you
And you’ll be screaming through the waves
Some unfinished business with the Feds
It keeps us hanging on the brink
We stumble at each other’s throats
No need to break off the dots
Turn on
Turn off.
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released July 23, 2017
Lyrics: Assaf Shatil
Composition: Assaf Shatil
Produced with Omer Hershman
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