I shoot it low, kill the flow Ruin myself out on the north shore I make it one, watch the sun Sink behind the trees with the keys to the kingdom I shoot it high, let it fly Bury myself under a blue sky I see a scheme, make it clean Drown in blue rivers under a muffled scream Call your number wishing I could make amends And I'm caught in a space between my head and my face again I hit it down, kill the sound Ruin myself out on the northbound I make it one, kill the sun Bury my disease with the keys to the kingdom Call your number wishing I could make amends And I'm caught in a space between my head and my face again I shoot it low - Shoot. it. low Kill the flow - Kill. the. flow Ruin myself out on the north shore Call your number wishing I could make amends And I'm caught in a space between my head and my face again Call your number wishing I could make amends And I'm caught in a space between my head and my face again
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