Houdini Has Lost His Key lyrics
City streets will bleed through and I'm holding out for just whatever. Some
things never come. Every sure thing every loop, and nothing to oppose. It's all
in how you read between the lines. The lines are long, the lines have gone. It's
all in how you sleep at night. At ease, at ease with yourself to be crucified or
crowned. Making out a list of certain deaths and acrobats. A kind of call to
arms. What it takes to follow through, I wonder I you'll know? At ease, at ease
with yourself to be crucified or crowned. Everything for you, repeat and start
again. Between every line the story will begin. Everything for you, repeat and
start again. At ease, at ease with yourself to be crucified or crowned.
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