LOOKING DOWN
by Sycamore Smith

Roses, briars, shrinking violets, Pilate's my co-pilot
Good chance we'll wash our hands of this romance
So keep it quiet
Another man you can't resist
Every hand has got a fist
I'm a stitch, oh har-dee-har
I think my heart is pumping tar
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In the garden, the butterfly knives are carving
Petals flying, "loves me not"
Oh god, don't get me started
I'm a drip in the sea
I'm a wreck, rescue me
What a joke, what a hoot
I'm sinking in my new black suit
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I'm alone in misery, but otherwise I'm doing fine
The captain has just turned off
The "Abandon All Hope" sign
I'm a bird on the wing
Looking down on everything
I'm a bird on the wing
Looking down on everything