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Was fluent in His light, loosened up the cord, falling out of love never seemed so right.
Got lost in my ascent just to please you all, loosened up my halo.

Won't you look into my eyes?
See the disconnect and the faces in the crowd - they all stray from it.

To the saints and their submissive love
And they carry on and carry on and such.
And whose love is it to give away?
I get around, I get around, these days.

Was fluent in His light, loosened up the cord, falling out of love never seemed so right.
Got lost in my ascent just to please you all, loosened up my halo.

Won't you look into my eyes?
See the disconnect and the faces in the crowd - they all stray from it.

To the saints and their submissive love
And they carry on and carry on and such.
Whose love is it to give away?
I get around, I get around, these days.

Look into my eyes
See the disconnect and the faces in the crowd - they all stray from it.

To the saints and their submissive love
And they carry on and carry on and such.
Whose love is it to give away?
I get around, I get around, these days.

credits

from Forty​-​One Fifteen Sessions EP, released June 10, 2016
Tony Compton - Vocals, Lyrics, Guitar, Marimba
Alexander Jones - Guitar, Pipe Organ
Derrek Jones - Bass
Adam Puff - Drums

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Tony Compton
Alexander Jones
Derrek Jones
Adam Puff

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