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maus haus - dead keys drop lyrics

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[intro]
(woo!)
(woo!)

[verse]
perched on a stereo
cursing the opposite side of the street
your hood holds secrets dark and demure
don’t stick your knife in my side

[verse]
we met in polyethylene
it tastes good when you fake it
your lipstick pulls our ribs into fables
sit on the table

[verse]
you know that your hat’s on
pointing at the hand to bring us a warm night
and the boys aren’t too bad
except for the one crawling at the speed of his soul

[verse]
on the tips of my fingers
all of our sets of feeling fingers
reaching for something real
that cannot be pulled in by two hands alone
(woo!)

[chorus]
your speed is not like our speed
la la la la, la la la la la la
ride a bullet like a banshee
la la la la, la la la la la la

[musical interlude]

[chorus]
your speed is not like our speed
la la la la, la la la la la la
ride a bullet like a banshee
la la la la, la la la la la la

[verse]
go slip through the stereo
voices swim in your ears
and they’re sneaking through speakers
and shoes that take you places where your thoughts cannot
but the sound caves in when the dead keys drop

[verse]
you can still push up less
if you let ease those clocks that you crush
in the cheek of your mind’s mouth
one last dying shiny echo bounce
in a room that’s been empty for five years
[verse]
you keep returning with the same things to say
and words can last longer than your father or mother
it’s not too late to move your patterns or plats
but the sound caves in when the dead keys drop

- maus haus lyrics

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