Backdrifts.

Radiohead.

EADGbe.

by FEKS

we’re rotten fruit

we’re damaged goods

what the hell we’ve got nothing more to lose

one burst and we will probably crumble

we’re backdrifting

this far but no further

I’m hangin off a branch

I’m teetering on the brink of

honey sweets so fall asleep

I’m backsliding

you fell into our arms

you fell into our arms

we tried but there was nothing we could do

nothing we could do

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