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the mild animals - first mate lyrics

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[verse 1]
conversations with the stranger
breathing down my neck
you spend too much time checking the time
looking over your shoulders, keeping corners checked

[verse 2]
i feel him stepping on my heels
he’s clinging to me like a backpack
i don’t need to take black flak from a whack crack
who doesn’t need my secrets to stab me in the back

[bridge 1]
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me

[hook]
face the face pacing your racing thoughts
the voice inside your head
forgive your conscience, forget your consciousness
trace the vine back to your planted thought
sewing seeds of dread
take precaution and leave your cognizance

[verse 3]
linens spin ’round a spindle in wind
as my nerves are winding thin
what do you want from life but to feel sadder?
spinning mundane dreams, you mad hatter

[verse 4]
he’s filling up both of our heads
with inconsequential chatter
as sweat begins to glisten, as i begin to listen
sl!ck quips from honest critics are a thing that we’re all missing

[bridge 1]
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me

[hook]
face the face pacing your racing thoughts
the voice inside your head
forgive your conscience, forget your consciousness
i don’t mind being your marionette
as long as i can’t see the threads
take precaution and leave your cognizance

[bridge 2]
you’re an unwanted guest to every pedestal you’ve been on
you’re the punch line to the joke that everyone is in on
they’re all afraid to tell you, so i’ll be the first to say
you’ll be this way forever ‘less you break out of this cage

[bridge 1]
and you
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me
turn around, turn around, turn around, turn around, face me

[hook]
face the face pacing your racing thoughts
the voice inside your head
forgive your conscience, forget your consciousness
trace the vine back to your planted thought
sewing seeds of dread
take precaution and leave your cognizance

- the mild animals lyrics

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