sunset rubdown - winged/wicked things

[...]

And the pattern of flight is chaotic and blind

But it's right cause chaos is yours and it's mine

And chaos is luck and like love and love blind

The pattern of flight is chaotic and blind

But it's right cause chaos is yours and chaos is mine mine mine mine

And chaos is love and they say love is blind

But they're subject to hating us

Oh, just like the rest of us

Oh, we're just like the rest of us

They need the rest of us to stay alive

So thats not where confusion lies

That's not where illusions to the fact that the truth is just smoke in your eyes

Does lie

Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with

Confusion lies in which other wicked things do lie with

And chaos is yours

And chaos is mine

And chaos is love and they say love is blind

So I say oh I see now it's just smoke

So I say oh I see now it's just smoke

Oh I say oh I see now it's just smoke

Oh I say oh I see now it's just smoke

Sunset Rubdown - Winged/wicked things (thanks to Stereogum)

Sunset Rubdown - The taming of the hands that came back to life (thanks to Sound Gymnastics)

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