The Incubus Black Heart Inertia
Walking alone tonight cause Only got room for two Me and my burdened black heart, It s all we know how to do. Yet I look for a bigger bang Than the kind I continually see Sick of all this inertia I want to human be Lover, can you help me I m a child lost in the woods. A black heart s polluting me And I You re a mountain that I d like to climb; Not to conquer, but to share in the view. Pulled by a false inertia, Pushed out by circumstance. Pistol firing at my feet that s Coercing me to dance.
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