Stone Down The Well - Icarus

So uncomfortable with distances
And letting greed control my ways
Closer, closer, closer, closer
Fuck, fuck, fuck, my wings

So uncomfortable with distances
And letting greed control my ways
Closer, closer, closer, closer
Fuck, fuck, fuck, my wings

Moving closer
Open wider
Fucking innards
Live inside it

Inside the sun
I die for none
The open sun
Now burns my lungs

So uncomfortable with distances
And letting greed control my ways
Closer, closer, closer, closer
Fuck, fuck, fuck, my wings
My wings

Written by:
Adam Handschuh

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