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Shot, Edited, and Directed by: June Zandona Music Production: Ted Gowans. Lyrics Arrangement: Astronautalis. Drums: McKenzie Smith. Additional Vocals: Isaiah Toothtaker, ., Chad Stockslager Additional Synths: Sean Kirkpatrick. LYRICS: We touch fire Just to taste the truth You say we're gonna die So will you We chase lightning Cause we need to move This is our science We got nothing to prove Tell me where you're going With that knife in your hand? Tell me what your thinking What do you got planned? See I don't trust your smile, I know your daddy' lets you run wild as wind, I saw you touch her eyelids, I can see your want so clearly to kiss her lips. I got a friend who walks the strip with a gun on his hip. His reason is this, if people catch a glimpse, they won't be talking shit. And he can rest his heavy fists, He got hands for taking teeth, he don't need quarters to coax them from lips
