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We bring summer to the ground
We hold up our palms to the yellow-eyed sun
And we holler it down
And leave a trail of broken things
Like bottle-necked dolls oh their chests rise and fall
To the beating of their wings
We made up our minds to believe in the sable-tongued night
And full of our crimes they get into our mouth and our eyes
We go down down down down downâ¦
We go down down down down downâ¦
We are heavy handed now
And tell your love to hide it well
Our bad bones are cradled by guns that shoot stars
from their angry old shells
And run⦠till August isn't here
With wicked red heat flowing hard in the streets.
And we won't come down my dear
We made up our minds to believe in the sable-tongued night
And full of our crimes they get into our mouth and our eyes
And Hades below
In our boat of stolen coins we go
Southbound and dirty with the rocks and the birds all around
We go down
And we'll pretend it isn't true
The night doesn't keep us from running our mouths
And that's just what we'll do
And all our shoes are in a line
Like train cars they tap out the words in our hearts
As we run far out of time
We go down down down down down
We go down down down down downâ¦
We are heavy-handed now
We are heavy-handed now