Sympathy & Empathy / Halo & Pitchfork
Canary in the Coal Mine
Well, I can't leave this swamp its under me
meandering, wandering without memory and
i can't sleep.
i need these ghosts to haunt my stereo.
Please, ghosts. Haunt my stereo.
The Settler decides,
"This looks like a fine place to die."
Give me some peace.
Canary in a coal mine, sing me to sleep.
i can't get no rest in this darkness.
i need these ghosts to haunt my stereo.
Please, ghosts. Haunt my stereo.
meandering, wandering without memory and
i can't sleep.
i need these ghosts to haunt my stereo.
Please, ghosts. Haunt my stereo.
The Settler decides,
"This looks like a fine place to die."
Give me some peace.
Canary in a coal mine, sing me to sleep.
i can't get no rest in this darkness.
i need these ghosts to haunt my stereo.
Please, ghosts. Haunt my stereo.
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Canary in the Coal Mine
Canary in the Coal Mine
