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Electric President

Feathers

So the heart stolen songs

And the sirens sing along from out at sea

And we close our eyes and turn to watch them leave

You are not to blame for what happens to me

So you know where I'm from

And you know just what I've done and what I've seen

And what I will become if I'm cut free

And you are not to blame for what happens to me

And the feathers on your breath

Dance along the wind and cut my chest

I'd follow you down any rabbit hole

And the bruise beneath your eyes

has been growing like the tide

Well no matter how this ends

They'll never be a crutch the way I am

I'd follow you down any rabbit hole

Come find me when I sleep

And tie anchors 'round my feet