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We gotta quit slipping down the sheets, to the darkest pits of the bed.
Flip the molded forms of this mattress again, my little sea-anemone.
We're lovers not enemies. You said, "We'll make it to the shore one day." You surely wouldn't lead me astray, in such disarray.
Let's go for a walk in the sand, collecting pockets of seashells, sharkteeth, spirit-rocks, and seaweed, my little girlfriend.
Anything to pull us out of the deep-dark, blue-black sea.
Lift our dizzy-leaded heads again, and back to believing believing believing believing believing. Well don't be-lieve-in-be-leave-ing me again. uhuhuhhhhuhhuhh.

I can't pull you out. Lying in a crater.

I don't wanna fight. We're two moths attracted to the night.
We're grasping for the lights. Sinking in ourselves.

I don't wanna fight. We're two moths attracted to the night.
We're grasping for the lights. Sinking in ourselves. Come back to me. Cos' this isn't how it ends…

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from LULLING SKULLS (digital album download), released November 28, 2015
Recorded by Charles Burst, Alan Siegler and Ghastly at Seaside Lounge, Kutch 1 Studio and the Ghastly Space.
Mixed by Alex Aldi.

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