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The Rival Cycle Lyrics - Singles - The Receiving End Of Sirens

Alongside all hearts 

As they finish with backdrop cities 

As jagged teeth are digging deeper 

Ripping new wounds for former scars 

Stricken with insomnia 

Sickened lungs insist on heavy breathing 

 

And the conductor is conducting 

Electrical time signatures 

And I fall into rhythm, my life is a rhythm 

And my feet will improvise 

(My feet off beat, my feet off beat) 

As I sputter at the knee like a leaking faucet 

 

You'll be undercover 

Under covers sleeping with the enemy 

This is what we like to call internal espionage 

(Concrete-coated gazes in hot pursuit of mouth-made mazes) 

(Talking circles around each other deserting halos to be) 

(Handcuffed and hogtied with your words) 

 

On the search for girls 

(Stricken with insomnia) 

With milk-carton father figures 

My veins are pulsing 

(Free form jazz) 

To peninsula extremities 

 

My fingertips tap-tap polyrythms 

Like nervous fragments from a nervous mouth 

And these words set the cadence 

(These words set the cadence) 

To the crude interpretation of scripts and codes 

Bleeding pixels without homes 

Reside in my mind, resonate in my eyes 

 

You'll be undercover 

Under covers sleeping with the enemy 

This is what we like to call internal espionage 

(Concrete-coated gazes in hot pursuit of mouth-made mazes) 

(Talking circles around each other deserting halos to be) 

(Handcuffed and hogtied with your words) 

 

So affect this love affliction 

Leave the injured overturned 

Fight for breath with flailing arms 

In vain, to float the bane 

 

Tentative tastes for those less interesting 

Leave the injured overturned 

Fight for breath with the flailing arms 

In vain, to float the bane 

 

You'll be undercover 

Under covers sleeping with the enemy 

This is what we like to call internal espionage 

(Concrete-coated gazes in hot pursuit of mouth-made mazes) 

(Talking circles around each other deserting halos to be) 

(Handcuffed and hogtied with your words)