Track #2 from Faded Paper Figures "The Matter" (released Oct. 2012)
Piledrive, you wrestle me down in no time, clotheslined, and onto the ropes where you climb, and drop, attack, and fall, our foreheads now collide. I hit the wall (but all of it’s implied) whenever I talk to you, whenever I talk to you. Knee strike, a bicycle kick to my eye, chairs fly, and ear-splitting words like goodbye. My legs, my arms, my heart, why can’t you see the signs? We tear apart (but all of it’s implied) whenever I talk to you. It feels so real, I know we’re only wrestling time. You straight talk, headlock, scissor kick, and low block, but you feel just fine, whenever I talk to you, whenever I talk to you, whenever I talk to you.
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