Keys to the Kingdom - UNKLE, Gavin Clark

I shoot it low

Kill the flow

Ruin myself out on the North shore

I make it one, watch the sun

Sink behind the trees with the keys to the kingdom

I shoot it high, let it fly

Bury myself under a blue sky

I see a scheme, make it clean

Drown in blue rivers under a muffled scream

Call your number wishing I could make amends

And I’m caught in a space between my head and my face again

I hit it down, kill the sound

Ruin myself out on the Northbound

I make it one, kill the sun

Bury my disease with the keys to the kingdom

Call your number wishing i could make amends

And I’m caught in a space between my head and my face again

I shoot it low

-Shoot.

It.

Low

I kill the flow

-Kill.

The.

Flow

Ruin myself out on the North shore

Call your number wishing I could make amends

And I’m caught in a space between my head and my face again

Call your number wishing I could make amends

And I’m caught in a space between my head and my face again