Tigua from Bum Ticker by Action Park

The warmth in my heart radiates through the cracks
Pining for deaf ears fixate on what we lack
Fixate on what we lack

Whoa-oh-oh

Wrestle my inner peace I keep ringing myself out
Flounder in the ether bathe in the doubt
Bathe in the doubt

Whoa-oh-oh

Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same
(JUST THE SAME)
Nothing that you do will prevent the winds of change
(STATIC DECAY, STAGNANT AND FRAYED)
Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same
(STATIC DECAY, STAGNANT AND FRAYED)

Temporary comfort rationed by white lies
Beat the fight out of me until I fall in line
But I won’t fall in line

Whoa-oh-oh

Hack my passion to dust chop it up real fine
Line it up on the table I keep chasing that first high
Chasing that first high

Whoa-oh-oh

Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same
(JUST THE SAME)
Nothing that you do will prevent the winds of change
(STATIC DECAY, STAGNANT AND FRAYED)
Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same
(STATIC DECAY, STAGNANT AND FRAYED, NOTHING REMAINS)

Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same
Nothing that you do will prevent the winds of change
Tighten up your grip and it’ll all slip away just the same

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