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Joe Eskimo Black Fingernails Red Wine

A handful of sand is all that you grab As you're watching the money fall Right through your hands It took such a long, long time now To build on demand

Drag me by my ankles To the bottom of the ocean There I'll stay forever Until you come back from England The London bombs The London bombs The London

This room is like the belly of a ghost Swaying to the rhythm Of a heart that is now lost So tell me that I'm wrong Tell me that there's consequence Or

I've been waiting far too long Staring at the sun Waiting for the night to come So I can get things done I can't wait for this no more My eyes have come

This is pressure Stay away from me If life is bigger, then what do you see You're no better, no better than me If this is pressure, show me How you bleed

Black fingernails, red wine I wanna make you all mine Alot of people under ground You want to get there, You gotta go straight down Wo Ohhh Straight

I will come Come to comfort you I'm coming

I've been waiting for too long Staring at the sun Waiting for the night to come So I can get things done I cant wait for this no more My eyes have come

A handful of sand Is all that you grab as you've watched the money fall Right through your hands It took such a long, long time now To build on