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Little Hammer lyrics

Pounding away in the back of my head
Until I've almost lost myself
And those red and black patterns
In which nothing happens, have made me sleep

A beautiful voice is a nail
Being pulled out of wood
Carry on little hammer
You were always my favorite toy

When the world's dead to me
In my soft [unverified] fortunate cushion of pins [unverified]
Is a soldier [unverified]
The unfortunate truth sneaking in

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• • Track 5 on The Comforts of Madness
  • 4 True Coming Dream
  • 6 Insubstantial

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Pale Saints - Little Hammer: From the album The Comforts Of Madness. (video from YouTube)

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