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3.	Pinned	2:38

Lyrics

A spike and a calm infection
Fall in form with ecstatic panic

A low and prideful man

A low and prideful man
Stands by his filth to salt his own land

A belly full of lies
Truth stuck between his teeth
Scabbed arms and pinned eyes
Infection proves relief

As she crawls through his veins
His saviour sings songs of stale and cold comforts.

With a sick intent
He twists his neck
To hear Her songs.

"You and I are but the same,
Sharing guilt, sharing filth.
Hand in hand with a kiss and a curse,
We are the ones who salt the earth."