Canohead - Moving Back

Let’s go and put another noose on him
And watch the skeleton turn to dust
I got a feeling he’s a slow burner
Slow burner in the fire
Slow burner in the fire
Let's take the fast lane slow, let's take the fast lane
Let’s take the fast lane slow, let’s take the fast lane
One, two, three
I couldn’t tell you for the life of me
To mind your own business I
Might just be
Another victim of society, yeah
Four, five, six
I fill the pages with my heartstrings slit
Like I’m a rookie and if I stay still
Then this will all be over soon
There must be some way to salvage this
Yet we pull back to that same scene
When there ain’t nothing that we can say
We’re slowly moving back, moving back
Let’s beat the sucker to his thoughts
And even harder if he’s tryin’ to save himself
Go set 'em loose on him
Set the bloodhounds loose on him
Set the bloodhounds loose
One, two, three
I couldn’t tell you for the life of me
To mind your own business I
Might just be
Another victim of society, yeah
Four, five, six
I fill the pages with my heartstrings slit
Like I’m a rookie and if I stay still
Then this will all be over soon
There must be some way to salvage this
Yet we pull back to that same scene
When there ain’t nothing that we can say
We’re slowly moving back, moving back
Soon, they’ll say
In his bloom, fade away
(Coz I ain’t) chasin’ the cameras they
Might catch a glimpse of me
(Coz I am) conscious of everything
Conscious of everything sane
There must be some way to salvage this
Yet we pull back to that same scene
When there ain’t nothing that we can say
We’re slowly moving back, moving back

Written by:
Friedemann Findeisen

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