Matthew Good - Giant

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GIANT Shake me, i'm waiting in your new arc they're saying i'm the creature in your sick thing everybody sees a giant when the bad moon in your heart sings and your wind up gears start grinding your teeth feel you smiling a better, happier you the better happier you when you blow out like a dead star it reminds me how uniform your beautiful is we carry on like it's easy like you're all out and i'm your man hit me, i'm bleeding in your lounger, on your grooming it's the future that's whoring ...