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City Club

THE GROWLERS · City Club 2016 · Track 01 of 13

Written by Brooks Nielsen

She lives in pans at the end of this prism The love sprouts from the decay The night's pulsing, streets are convulsing Dark libations through the bray

I stop trying to make sense of it all Start sniffing around the continous strife Grab fear by a strange hand Sweet neglection in her own right

I wouldn't change her, trade or ditch I love her just the way she is All of her flaws and frizz Don't care what anybody says about her

She has a spear and a vow of mother nature You'll never know what she'll do Hardened from her mysterious sun I'm not a muse, I play the fool

I stop trying to make sense of it all Start dancing around the continous strife Grab fear by a strange hand Keep her cool under the pale moonlight

I wouldn't change her, trade or ditch I love her just the way she is All of her flaws and frizz Don't care what anybody says

I wouldn't change her, trade or ditch I love her just the way she is All of her flaws and frizz Don't care what anybody says about her

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