Lyrics




Your form is a rock on a federal lawn
Even I've got a rival in you
Your form is a rock or a couple of stones
Even I want a couple of those
'Cause you're all that I want
Your form is the talk of the governmental
It's a law that I haven't ignored
When I'm fragile
Even temples I'll hold
Even time's a relic
Or I'm on the road
I'm over up on the gold
I temper the rise of the foregone
I'll be doubled as form
You're all covered
And you're out of line
Temper the rise of the affable
Umbilical
Your capital corpse
I'll take it all now
I know you're unfathomable



Writer(s): Eve Alpert, Gerasimos Livitsanos, Kasra Sarikhani, Hugo Stanley Copyright: Beggars Songs, Beggars Music Limited



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