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Fleet of Knives

from Practices for Slowing Down Time by Autopilot

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Marching on his own
The soldier thinks he'll win the war
Against a fleet of knives alone

Pushed yourself this far
Gently slit the throat of reason
The blame is on you alone

For the things you've done
So I watch you from afar - it's all I have
Trying to fight your death
But you are gone

Hollow are the words
Hallowed is the land you roam
But the blame is on you alone

For the wrong you'd done
So I watch you from afar - it's all I have
Trying to fight your death
But you are gone for good, my friend

Marching on his own
The soldier thinks he'll win the war
But the blame is on you alone

For the shit you've done
So I watch you from afar - it's all I have
Trying to fight your death
But you are gone, my friend

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from Practices for Slowing Down Time, released February 28, 2017
written by Köge, Márton Rátkai, Zsolt Magda and Andrea Fekete
performed by Köge, Márton Rátkai, Zsolt Magda and Balázs Farkas

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