Catapult from Truncheon by Anxious Kids Make Good People

I can see the sea I can see through the grey and these cranes.
There a smoking teens on a promenade.
We are all just actors on the stage.

Never stood a chance, Never stood a chance.
Never never never never stood a chance.

I felt strange when I realized how we dance of this stage
Unreal the earth stops spinning
(Such a strange life when you have a tough time making friends in the world)
And we are flung across the solar tides
charred and naked (woof) onto some foreign moon.


Sense a trail of grace, there myself a throwing stone
Anna drop from her head.

Her love is a catapult.

Never stood a chance, we never never stood a chance
Never never stood a chance.
Never stood a chance, never never stood a chance
Never never stood a chance.
Never stood a chance, we never never stood a chance
Never never stood a chance.

It's so strange the way we'll dance off the stage.
A million worlds wouldn't... how's the words?
(Never gonna see you again.)

I felt strange to see her leave again. And I'm dropped from her head.
Her love is a catapult.

Her love is a catapult.
Her love is a catapult.

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