Contour
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Lyrics
Calling the haunting away, Spit in the lake where you lay, And I curve you around. And I curve you around. Drawn across your face, I will kill your name, Forked across your frame, And it drowned. Sworn in a burrowing grave, Born in a brotherly shape, And I curve you around. And I curve you around. Drawn across your face, I will kill your name, Forked across your frame, And it drowned. And I pour until nothing's left. And I pour until nothing's left. Oh contour, You're bored of us now. Oh contour, You're bored of us now.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:04
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 80 BPM