The Microphones - I'll Not Contain You | Текст песни

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I'll not contain you
I won't look for you in my room

Through lengthy talks I'll not contain you
Through climbing arms I'll reach my loft
Through rotting skin I'll leave my coffin
Through calloused work I will grow soft

My eyes narrow towards a light
A blurry place where we hotly radiate
Things aren't concrete there and we fastly glide
To get there I'll not contain you