Young Knives Swarm
I can feel the heartbeat
I can feel the heartbeat
I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm
How low, come on back, come inside
So drive through the dregs to the open wide
A sign that you might be alive
I know it but it doesn't feel right
She is ghostly and bloated with child
Did you get him at the squirt-gun shop?
Digitized, did your time online
Did you get him at the squirt-gun shop?
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm
I can feel the heartbeat of the swarm
Pavements melting into, melting into pockets
Dinner ladies kept me in the basement
Making sure there's eggs in my batter
What more does it matter?
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
Freedom with a big F
Freedom with a little left
