Spirals

Spiral I'm spiral I'm spiral and I'm spiralling

Desire got my iron up my eye is on the ironing

I'm stuck

With 7 bad years of good luck

With 7/7 can't look

Besides from the body cam the lucozade the fire

Pocket clocks ticks from the heart's town crier

I'm spiral I'm spiral and I'm spiralling

Desire got my iron up my eye is on the ironing

I'm stuck

With 7 bad years of good luck

With 7/7 can't look

Besides from the body cam the lucozade the fire

Pocket clocks ticks from the heart's town crier

On my mind

On my mind

On my mind

On my mind

Out my mind

Out my mind

Out my, out my mind

I'm Delilah in the eye, of the blood-shot hyacinth

It's raining down, on my love-torn hair and my heart won't quiet-it

I'm burning up

With 7 bad years of good luck

With 7/7 can't look

Besides from the sham it was the coconut shy

I'm looking up large to the war-torn sky

I'm Delilah in the eye, of the blood-shot hyacinth

It's raining down, on my love-torn hair and my heart won't quiet-it

I'm burning up

With 7 bad years of good luck

With 7/7 can't look

Besides from the sham it was the coconut shy

I'm looking up large to the war-torn sky

On my mind

On my mind

Out my mind

Out my mind

Oh my mind

Oh my mind

Oh my, mind