Buzzing
Crackling
Filling the corners of windowsills and spaces
Meant for fingernails
Dust
Swept and kept little things
We thought we'd forget to clean
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Not clean
But clear
What I could look past
What I knew belonged
The symptomatic solution
Allows the plague to return
If I could find absolution
I'd be rid of the pestilence
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Your rage
Your lust
Locked behind the safety of words
You'll find peace when you
Sink your fangs into the dirt
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
The Flies Video (MV)
Performed By: RAIDE
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Jaime Rodriguez, Kai Charland, Quinn Biron Warren, Samuel Scott, Silas Pipson
RAIDE - The Flies Lyrics
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Buzzing
Crackling
Filling the corners of windowsills and spaces
Meant for fingernails
Dust
Swept and kept little things
We thought we'd forget to clean
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Not clean
But clear
What I could look past
What I knew belonged
The symptomatic solution
Allows the plague to return
If I could find absolution
I'd be rid of the pestilence
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Your rage
Your lust
Locked behind the safety of words
You'll find peace when you
Sink your fangs into the dirt
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Crackling
Filling the corners of windowsills and spaces
Meant for fingernails
Dust
Swept and kept little things
We thought we'd forget to clean
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Not clean
But clear
What I could look past
What I knew belonged
The symptomatic solution
Allows the plague to return
If I could find absolution
I'd be rid of the pestilence
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Your rage
Your lust
Locked behind the safety of words
You'll find peace when you
Sink your fangs into the dirt
Like it was made for them
Dry bodies in the dirt
In the cracks and crooks
Over desks till it spilled over
I scrubbed and picked and pulled
Until the buzzing went
No specks had caught my eye
And I could breathe again
Writer: Jaime Rodriguez, Kai Charland, Quinn Biron Warren, Samuel Scott, Silas Pipson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid