Hundred angles lost
Fleeing from the beat and the pulse
Laughing like a fool
Playing for the heart and the soul... And the soul
Capture something read
Paste it to the edge of your bed
Someone will be there
Someone who will know what it says... What it says
Feel it break, feel it break
Nothing's a mistake or you feel it break
Elevate your fingers
Motion makes it hard to write
Still words are abrasive
Yours are making me feel right... feel right
Feel it break
Feel it break
Nothing's a mistake, or you
Feel it break
Austra's Beat and the Pulse - Listen here
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