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Låttexter: The Jealous Sound. The Fold Out.

Does the darkness fill you up
Bright flashes, your cheeks flushed
Don't say it, don't say it

Because it's still a part of you
It's a part of me as well, we can watch it from a distance
Resistance is futile, don't shiver from cold out
The sun rise is brutal, sleep on your fold out

And your lungs are filling up
And you stutter ecstatic
Eyes flutter like an addict

And it's still a part of you, it's a part of me as well
We can watch it from a distance
Resistance is futile, don't shiver from cold out
The sun rise is brutal, sleep on the fold out

It's never good unless it's great
You always complicate
All the simple joy, a simple boy
You finally had a taste

Did your darkness let you down
It's just static, there's no sound
Don't say it, don't say it

Because it's still a part of you, it's a part of me as well
We can watch it in the distance
Resistance is futile, don't shiver from cold out
The sun rise is brutal, sleep on the fold out

It's never good unless it's great
You always complicate
All the simple joy, a simple boy
You finally had a taste

Resistance is futile, don't shiver from cold out
The sun rise is brutal, sleep on your fold out, on your fold out