Pulsing pulsing,
There's a beat in his arm still.
Pulsing pulsing,
Like the throb of an anthill.
Pulsing pulsing,
No death in the rain.
I've been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.

I'm pulsing.
You're pulsing.
Who's pulsing?.
What's pulsing?.

Pulsing pulsing,
There's a lump in his throat still.
Pulsing pulsing,
At the site of a crash throw.
Pulsing pulsing,
No push in the vein.
I've been washing my hands,
In the stuff I wash my brains.
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Pulsing Pulsing Lyrics

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Songwriters: ANDY PARTRIDGE
Pulsing Pulsing lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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