Monolith
Idles
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Tell my boys I’ll be back in spring
I found myself my own king
I took his crown, I took his ring
What if you ignored the cost?
Fostered eyes and fostered loss
Hold me like your own
Fostered pen, fostered bone
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Tell all my girls I’ll be gone
Who needs wings when I hear you sing?
Composition: Mark Bowen, Lee Kiernan, Adam Devonshire, Jon Beavis, and Joe Talbot
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