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A Doorbell for Finite Beings

Notes

Read the debut video coverage on Sub-Stream Magazine.

Lyrics

Block the left side

from the right side

by lifting the door

 

Usher the cold

Usher the heat

don’t even the score

 

I’ve been watching, I’ve been tracking

I’ve tried to tell you that something was lacking

Let it come through, let it come through

  

Was that your doorman, I passed down the block?

Can you text him I’m coming? Leave the keys in the box

Or maybe tomorrow, I’ve lost track of the time

It won’t take long sorting your stuff from mine

 

Block the right side

from the left side

don’t let them through

 

Usher the heat

Usher the cold

We’re gonna split them in two

 

Found an old photo, while I was cleaning up

It’s still flowing, from when you spilled the cup

Miscalculations from being so close up

 

I’ve been watching, I’ve been tracking

I’ve tried to tell you that something was lacking

Let them come through, let me come through