Hot power
Listen to us transform a noble cry it’s the design of our heart, we’re in this room at different speeds your focus leaches upon my view, costs me plenty it’s nothing to say I need you
I don’t know why you talk to me like everybody talks to you cigarette smoking comets in the orbit of your room
I realise there’s a custom to hot power I can hardly see, if only the bullet would stop short of distracting me
Behead the Queen, moleing desires you want the party to touch and they touch they touch they touch, placing their hands about you
I don’t know why you talk to me like everybody talks to you cigarette smoking comets in the orbit of your room
I realise there’s a custom to hot power I can hardly see if only for a short walk to the ticket shop to mend the mild me
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Single version of HOT POWER from LP "ONE LAST SUMMER"
“Hot Power finds Moon Attendant at their grungy, furious, psych, satirical brink. Comfort in power of others, death of others, big ideas, no ideas. "Only a short walk to the ticket shop to mend the mild me”"
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