[Robert Del Naja, Neil Davidge]
Take me where the tides start
And i can pull you into me
You're pressure crushing gravity
Your corona is reaching Consequences
Misting all my lenses
It all comes back to me
Broken down folio
Collects like dust around my head
And lightly rings and clings
Can't be shaken off the last
Like characters we less and mess
Your rig goes damnation now to appease you
There's nothing i can save for this
No fold it up into a fist
No violent string
No flight-path
No cream
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
It all comes back to me
It all comes back to me
It all comes back to me
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
Don't kiss me
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
It all comes back to me
It all comes back to me
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
Comes back to me
No use to me
Infrared to find you
I fly in to remind you
I burnt my universe for you
Attracted to opposing poles
And anti-matter protocols
In seconds flat you're history
No use to me, no mystery
No use to me, no use to me
No use to me
No use to me, no use to me
Comes back to me
No use to me, back to me
