austra
beat and the pulse
Hundred angles lost Fleeing from the beat and the pulse Laughing like a fool Playing for the heart and the soul And the soul Capture something red Paste it to the edge of your bed Someone will be there Someone who will know what it says What it says Feel it break Feel it break Nothing's a mistake, or you Feel it break Elevate your fingers Motion makes it hard to write Still, words are abrasive Yours are making me feel right? Feel right