Prawn
First as Tragedy, Second as Farce
I'm aimless amongst connoisseurs
I'm a stranger to these troubles
Why can't I pick you up?
You’re sheer like the cliffs that you jump off from
I watch you closer than a...
You picked me up again
From the bottom of my bay

My sun soaked skin
It's a subtle feeling
To find yourself in
The place we’ve all been missing

My sun soaked skin
It's a subtle feeling
To find yourself in
The place we've all been missing

I missed you more when we were alone
I miss the breakers breaking everything I've known
I missed you more when we were alone
I miss the breakers breaking skin right off my bones

You've held on
I've been around
You've been remiss
End your own gains in lieu of this

You've held on
It's in the past I can't remember
Because it reminds me
We're an act
We're a farce

It's better that we don't
If the Gods are fair then I am fucked
I am my father’s son

My sun soaked skin
It's a subtle feeling
To find yourself in
The place we’ve all been missing

My sun soaked skin
It's a subtle feeling
To find yourself in
The place we’ve all been missing