Quince Lyrics
| Song | Quince |
| Artist | Fair to Midland |
| Album | Inter. Funda. Stifle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| You could’ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| A northern star over | |
| IstanbulSo | |
| I sing you my martyr’s code' | |
| Till you capture the sailboats | |
| Subtracting the fees under carried time | |
| Somewhere over the great divide | |
| Clap like a canister | |
| You could’ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| I have an army suited and ready | |
| For you to simply take a bite and steer | |
| We’re more than prepared to fight this unfair | |
| All you need do is tease your taste and steer | |
| Your crimes | |
| Are not mine or theirs | |
| Weary from the wear you invent | |
| I forgetFor sometime | |
| I’ve been underground | |
| And dug to the sound of your breath… | |
| I forget |
| You could' ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| A northern star over | |
| IstanbulSo | |
| I sing you my martyr' s code' | |
| Till you capture the sailboats | |
| Subtracting the fees under carried time | |
| Somewhere over the great divide | |
| Clap like a canister | |
| You could' ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| I have an army suited and ready | |
| For you to simply take a bite and steer | |
| We' re more than prepared to fight this unfair | |
| All you need do is tease your taste and steer | |
| Your crimes | |
| Are not mine or theirs | |
| Weary from the wear you invent | |
| I forgetFor sometime | |
| I' ve been underground | |
| And dug to the sound of your breath | |
| I forget |
| You could' ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| A northern star over | |
| IstanbulSo | |
| I sing you my martyr' s code' | |
| Till you capture the sailboats | |
| Subtracting the fees under carried time | |
| Somewhere over the great divide | |
| Clap like a canister | |
| You could' ve been raised in | |
| AfricaLacked in our vigor | |
| Been an X on the calendar | |
| Losing our cool in | |
| Antarctica | |
| So I put my coat on ya | |
| The breeze was light burgundy | |
| I have an army suited and ready | |
| For you to simply take a bite and steer | |
| We' re more than prepared to fight this unfair | |
| All you need do is tease your taste and steer | |
| Your crimes | |
| Are not mine or theirs | |
| Weary from the wear you invent | |
| I forgetFor sometime | |
| I' ve been underground | |
| And dug to the sound of your breath | |
| I forget |
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