Lyrics

On time lapped the shorelines Oh well one dress Hangs low-tide on one future housewife With short lived regrets Two hands together The space between Is all that you're able to think of When thoughts turn to me Called your pinhole bluff Thought you've seen enough Not to burn your face in the shade Of an eclipse sun Hiding too much love For your low lying sense of decay It's been a house of style In for a massive child Born from this fragile state Science killed your resting traits Crass less mistake Called your pinhole bluff Thought you've seen enough Not to burn your face in the shade Of an eclipse sun Hiding too much love For your low lying sense of decay Called your pinhole bluff Thought you've seen enough Not to burn your face in the shade Of an eclipse sun Hiding too much love For your low lying sense of decay