Flags from Lemons by Fake Palms

To find your kingdom to age the day the shattered cradle we will remain for spectres
Circling the collar shot out of frame run through the city we are to blame for spectres
I’ll take aim

Night after night its a smokey haze fallen off format to feel afraid for spectres
Take them down easy our soul survives can’t keep them turned out through aged mind for spectres
I’ll take our age our age

Your broken hands are shining now
The open tide don’t seem to sell it
Collecting all your mothers grief
You don’t look now don’t seem to get it

In angled wisdom to feel afraid to keep them started to keep them tamed for spectres
Kaleidoscope heart can’t take away a zero starter the shattered frame for spectres
I’ll take our age our age

Your broken hands are shining now
The open tide don’t seem to sell it
Collecting all your mothers grief
You don’t look now don’t seem to get it
Your broken hands are shining now
The open tide don’t seem to sell it
Collecting all your mothers grief
You don’t look now don’t seem to get it

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