Living Type Lyrics by Powderfinger

Living Type Lyrics

    And you'll be there to break my fall
    To reassure my doubts and faults
    And all your fables will ring true
    They are the lies you lean on too

    There's love on your breath
    I'd better not say
    About the blood on your hands

    You hold the future in your hands
    And sullen eyes soothe and command
    A graceful mouth your deadly tool
    Too bad the truth has fallen through

    There's love on your breath
    I'd better not say
    About the blood on your hands

    The incarnation of a christ
    Manipulation

    There's love on your breath
    I'd better not say
    About the blood on your hands

    The cross on your head
    What does that say
    About the blood on your hands

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