Dryjacket – Uncle Jack Lyrics

What I don’t understand is how in every single dream I have such slow hands. Allay, refuse to quit. There’s blood across your teeth. We’re not dead but you’ve been hit. I swear I’ll never understand. This hallway doesn’t look the same since the first coat. The frame behind the clock is still seeking attention

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