I will build a crown of wires
For only you to wear for me
I'll keep the sharp edges in my hand
Staining red the sand
I tend to find my lovers in a trance
Imagine how your synapse would dance
Pushing and pulling away
An electric calm
Blood in the palm
Your crown suits you
An electric calm
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I will build a crown of wires
For only you to wear for me
I'll keep the sharp edges in my hand
Staining red the sand
I tend to find my lovers in a trance
Imagine how your synapse would dance
Pushing and pulling away
An electric calm
Blood in the palm
Your crown suits you
An electric calm
For only you to wear for me
I'll keep the sharp edges in my hand
Staining red the sand
I tend to find my lovers in a trance
Imagine how your synapse would dance
Pushing and pulling away
An electric calm
Blood in the palm
Your crown suits you
An electric calm
Writer: Joe Conboy
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., O/B/O DistroKid