Cole Tanner - FLESH AND DUST

How do you deal with passion in your pocket
When all you have is sand
Never gonna getcha but I know I'll try
To eat you with my hands
Follow the big blue light
To all it's joyous glow
Sound the alarm for me
Cause I think I'm about to go back to
Flesh and dust, in my pockets
Flesh and dust, all around is
Just for us, in the palm of my hand
Oh Oh, in the palm of my hand
How do you deal with poison in your pocket
When all you know is rust
How shall I sign the deed to my death
When I'm not in a rush just yet
Someone giving loving over
Sentimental conversation
Dear God please oh won't you look me
In my weary eye
If I get too crazy
I bet I'll go take the eighty
Until the world around me is
Simply just another piece of
Flesh and dust, in my pockets
Flesh and dust, all around is
Just for us, in the palm of my hand
How do you deal with apocalypse becoming
A sentimental reality
The thing I see in many fools of infidelity
Will be catastrophically connected
To the death of humanity
To the death of humanity
So won't you please, turn to
Flesh and dust
Flesh and dust, in my pockets
All for us
From the Big Brother man

Written by:
Cole Benkendorf

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