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My baby's got a billboard heart that says please don't revive
I would paint all over it, but I'm afraid of hearts
There's plenty of those old tapes playing around inside my head
I'm welcoming the future by letting go of it
Punch out the clouds, follow me
Blue sky, rich death, swallow me
Swallow me
You're staring out that window while your thoughts are running wild
And I can't reach you, I can't see, been putting in the miles
And I think I've been ill-advised by bloated mannequins
For kiss the lips of sunken ships, and they can break but don't bend
Punch out the clouds, follow me
Blue sky, rich death, swallow me
Swallow me
I'm climbing up that billboard heart, I'm scraping up the sun
Bad ships on my fingertips, impossible to hide
Tied up in knots, tied up in knots, something's not right
And I don't wanna go back there, I don't wanna go back there
Punch out the clouds, follow me
Blue sky, rich death, swallow me
Punch out the clouds, follow me
Blue sky, rich death, swallow me
Swallow me
