Uniform Motion

Storm Eye Lyrics

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Sawn off shot home,
No one left to mop up.
Bright-eyed dull look,
The joke's on your book.

Standoff nearby,
A storm on it's way to look.
Storm-eye sulking,
The joke's on your book.

The sounds are like a calling, like an urging, like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life.

We'll get our fists out, 'cause there is nothing coming out of this hopeless southern call.
I'll show my wrist low, before their empty guts, there's something going foul.

We'll get our fists wet, 'cause there is nothing coming out of this hopeless southern call.
I'll show my wrist low, before their empty guts, there's something going foul.Uniform Motion - Storm Eye - http://motolyrics.com/uniform-motion/storm-eye-lyrics.html

Standoff nearby,
A storm on it's way to look.
Storm-eye sulking,
The joke's on your book.

The sounds are like a calling, like an urging, like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life.

I saw the sword I used to cut the stainless sheets and calling chords, good luck.

Sawn off shot home,
No one left to mop up.
Bright eyed dull look
The joke's on your book

The sounds are like a calling, like an urging, like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life

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