Tear You Down - RAC, Alex Ebert

Lay in the middle

I’ll be in the basement

Time the rhythm

Racing on the gold card

Hey, middle finger

Sticking through the eye

Of poor little thinkers

Made in the sun

I’m bleeding from the wounds

From cutting to the chase

From beating round the bush

Then burns when we embrace

And braces for the teeth

That long for what’s beneath

The skin that hides the fruit

From time, from the truth

LET IT IN

Let our love tear you down

AND BEGIN

To be found

Lets it to the silence

Of the rhythm of my bones decay

I’m still hiding from my mother

In the fatherland of manly faith

Woke up drunk on the job

My head was smoking from the US of A

Now I’m tearing down the drapes

Of complementary consequence

LET IT IN

Let our love tear you down

AND BEGIN

To be found

To be found

LET IT IN

Let our love tear you down

AND BEGIN

To be found

Lay in the middle

I’ll be in the basement

Time the rhythm

Racing on the gold card

Hey, middle finger

Sticking through the eye

Of poor little thinkers

Made in the sun

I’m bleeding from the wounds

From cutting to the chase

From beating round the bush

Then burns when we embrace

And braces for the teeth

That long for what’s beneath

The skin that hides the fruit

From time, from the truth

Say what, what

All the money went

You lie, you lie, you lie, you lie

Say where, where

All the money go

You lie, you lie, you lie, you lie

LET IT IN

Let our love tear you down

AND BEGIN

To be found

To be found

LET IT IN

Let our love tear you down

AND BEGIN

To be found