A.c. Newman

Submarines of Stockholm


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Stop twisting your
Words into shapes
Shapes you can only make out when you squint
Traveling with
Heads full of myth
Our submarine pulls into Stockholm
Stop!

It was one in a series of
Highlights and holy lows
One in a series go!

Forget yourself
He's somewhere else
You have the luxury of b-sides
Know what I do
I got buckets full
Our submarine pulls into Stockholm
Stop!


Writer/s: CARL ALLAN NEWMAN