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Yorke Thom The Eraser Remixes

Try to save it but it doesn't come off the rug Try to build a wall that is high enough It's all boiling over, all boiling over Try to save your house

No more going to the dark side With your flying saucer eyes No more falling down a wormhole That I have to pull you out Wriggling, twiggling worm inside

Time is running out for us But you just move the hands upon the clock You throw coins in a wishing well, wake up You just move your hands upon the clock

I'm in a skip divided malfunction I flap around and dive bomb Frantically around your light Enveloped in a sad distraction I got your voice repeating

What will grow crooked you can't make straight It's the price that you gotta pay Do yourself a favor and pack your bags Buy a ticket and get on the train