On Board
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On Board Lyrics

You'll need some kind of saint to pull those impure thoughts out of your head
Love the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way

Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more

Just beating during the sun
Defibrillated hearts with every pulse without your own defiling
You'd backwards circle right above our heads

Climb on, climb on aboard
Giving it a little bit more

Don't stop]

We've had to cross the line
Despite the fact our feet dipped in the fire
We pressured a bull again
Then shake our tamborines into the dust
You need some kind of saint
To pull those impure thoughts right out your head
Like the poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way


Climb on, climb on aboard (don't stop)
Giving it a little bit more (don't stop)
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