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Wrecking Ball

from Disconnection by Upskirts

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The future makes it too hard to erase the past
Apocalyptic trauma slithers in the tall grass
Hey! Mr. Straight-and-Narrow, swing me in the right direction
I know the the boogaloo is out of sight, gonna dance till’ the end of the night

Take it from them cos supply is always cold
The man in the mirror is climbing up the walls
Give it time, I hope you understand
That I’m just a wrecking ball sifting through fragile things in the dark

I’m in the mood for murder, I’m feverish and I’m struck
My teeth are itching and my blood is cold, I’m a hot-head son-of-a-gun
I’ll bomb the streets outside and con the other walls to fall down
Or I might just stay at home

Call off the void, take a step through into black
The boys on the outside can push us if we win
Get away, I don’t know what else to say
I guess I’m a wrecking ball hurtling towards fragile things in the dark

When I was younger I was old enough to know the truth
Always a minefield, always a minefield, never solid ground
Give it a few more years, there’s nothing wrong with hanging out
Not anymore, not anymore, I’m not gonna let it bother me
Not anymore, not anymore

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from Disconnection, released October 13, 2012

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