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desperate journalist - what you're scared of lyrics

the big becomes the little
and the little comes big
it rushes into
my mind like a sieve
and the summer was made
of aluminium and rust
blood mixed with lemon
and a breach of trust
with a sun too bright

with a sun too bright
with a sun too bright

(finally here they are fading in again
feathery with reverie, fl!cking fast from now to then
love is a glamour which means i’ve been lied to
love is a verb and a sp+ce where a thousand words can’t hide you
displacing a moment, a kick in the t++th
you spit sweat, lips wet, swept off your feet
do you even have any principles
or are you just in the trust of l+st at regular intervals
first in the infants and last in your teens
you wander, go under, lover like a bad dream
performing your pain in a shadow of fairness
and who knew that self+loathing is not self+awareness
that’s what you’re scared of
that’s what you’re scared of)
the big becomes little and the little comes big
it rushes into my mind like a sieve
my mind like a sieve

- desperate journalist lyrics

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