is gigantic This thing could sink the Titanic And the string section's screaming like horses in a barn burning up He plays piano with fistfuls of broken
language It's the beating she don't need She lets loose all the horses When the corporal is asleep And he wakes to find the fire's dead And arrows in
[piano version] Strange vibe circles round Tries to comfort buzzing sound Form an arrow point at us We the target are the one Drop yourself in the grass
is gigantic This thing could sink the Titanic And the string section's screaming Like horses in a barn burning up He plays pianos with fistfuls Of broken
: [piano version] Strange vibe circles round Tries to comfort buzzing sound Form an arrow point at us We the target are the one Drop yourself in the
