[00:01.41]Artist：uniform motion [00:02.65]Songs Title：storm eye [00:19.89]Sawn off shot home [00:24.49]No one left to mop up [00:29.11]Bright-eyed dull look [00:33.54]The joke's on your book [00:38.47]Standoff nearby [00:42.85]A storm on it's way to look [00:47.77]Storm-eye sulking [00:52.20]The joke's on your book [00:56.75]The sounds are like a calling like an urging [01:03.24]Like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life [01:15.79]We'll get our fists out [01:18.41]'Cause there is nothing coming out of this hopeless southern call [01:25.52]I'll show my wrist low before their empty guts [01:29.83]There's something going foul [01:34.70]We'll get our fists wet [01:37.00]'Cause there is nothing coming out of this hopeless southern call [01:43.99]I'll show my wrist low before their empty guts there's something going foul [01:52.98]Standoff nearby [01:57.28]A storm on it's way to look [02:02.34]Storm-eye sulking [02:06.72]The joke's on your book [02:11.45]The sounds are like a calling like an urging [02:17.94]Like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life [02:49.01]I saw the sword I used to cut the stainless sheets and calling chords good luck [03:26.46]Sawn off shot home [03:30.75]No one left to mop up [03:33.69]Bright eyed dull look [03:35.50]The joke's on your book [03:45.11]The sounds are like a calling like an urging [03:50.91]Like the screaming of the prey you watched in awe for hours in the previous life