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Smoking spot

from Alamort by Ducking Punches

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I am desperate, I've buried everything for so long.
Will you be the grave robber to help me dig up and dispose of this
Meaningless emptiness, that occupies my earth.
Loneliness is next to godliness

My fingernails are caked with mud,
I've drowned in my head 1000 times
Pretending to have hold of this,
Conversation of exaggeration
I'm enveloped by my own wake.
Is there clarity beneath the struggle?

We're driving out to our favourite smoking spot.
Let's get high enough to talk about how we feel.

You said "Try and stay calm" as you brushed hair from my face
"I'll do you no harm" as we looked out at our place.
We drove so far, the cliff looked inviting.
As the sea crashed in the sound was exciting.

We're driving out to our favourite smoking spot.
Let's get high enough to talk about how we feel.

In that moment, we finally realised.
That we were so small and somehow felt alright.
You kissed my cheek and said you believed in me.

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from Alamort, released February 16, 2018

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- Lockjaw Records
www.lockjawrecords.co.uk
- Aaahh!! Real Records
real-records.co.uk
- Front Room Records
www.frontroomrecords.co.uk
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