With Aplomb - Biffy Clyro

Fix my new memory with a cold naked stare

Chew up the words but with floods beware

Fondness can escalate beyond my repair

Chance is the fiction to orchestrate despair

Could these hands blow dry

I can handle it again

These words collide

I can handle

Happiness is coated in a mindless kicking

Let’s fall apart, get up high and leave

Again, these hands blow dry

I can handle it again

These words collide

I can handle

Kill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead

Soldered to a three-layered concrete brainwave castration

Kill your bizarre mindset, fuckhead

Soldered to a three-layered concrete brainwave castration

Walking backwards home with you

Walking backwards home with you

Walking backwards home with you

Walking backwards home with you