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i have a clock's face
of nervous twitches
bridges houses hedges and ditches
hang from eye lids
lids light switches
and thoughts fly past like

race cars too fast
selfish bastards
they're gonna kill somebody
one of these days

so pull yourself pull
yourself together
better now
better now than never
hold on
hold on forever
cause years fly by like

race cars too fast
selfish bastards
they're gonna kill somebody
one of these days

you can't go 
you're gonna panic
you can't go 
you're gonna panic
you won't make it down
the stairs in time
into the air in time
stop it you're making me nervous
no it's you
your doing it on purpose
belong in the circus
think of the murders
shut up 
what if she heard us
bound to make a sound
you didn't mean to make
give me a break 
for fucks sake

i have a clock's face
of nervous twitches
bridges houses hedges and ditches
hang from eye lids
lids light switches
and thoughts fly past like

race cars too fast
selfish bastards
they're gonna kill somebody
one of these days

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from White Holes Of Mole Hills, released February 15, 2010

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Ruth Theodore London

New record 'Cactacus', produced by Todd Sickafoose, release 23rd September 2016!

Ruth taught herself guitar as a busker, going on to share a stage with award winning artists such as Ani Difranco, Chastity Brown, Nick Harper. Releasing 5 records to date receiving high praise from The Guardian, BBC Radio3 & BBC6music.
Ruth can also be found playing crazy eastern european Violin in dark corners.
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