pale saints - little hammer lyrics
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pounding away in the back of my head
until i’ve almost lost myself
and those red and black patterns
in which nothing happens
have made me sleep
a beautiful voice is a nail
being pulled out of wood
carry on little hammer
you were always my favourite toy
when the world’s dead to me
in my soft? fortunate cushion of pins(? )
is a soldier
slicing thin(? ) through(? ) thin(? )
the unfortunate truth sneaking in
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