You had the lyrics nearly right, and yeah you're right when you say they are in the album sleeve but all mixed up. Here is what they actually sing:
Confess!
Always a flaw
Confess!
A flaw that gets in
Confess!
Always a crack
Shadow!
Untold!
The hoax that harms
The hoax!
That harms the spirit
The first!
One to arrive
The last!
To confess
They've got!
Their arms outstretched
They've got!
Their front row tickets
They're the!
First to arrive
For the trial
For the raid
We run!
We run for first
Off the road and off the record
We run!
We run for first
But the first come in second
When we spit out
The names
Of those
We betrayed... [repeats]
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There are also lines printed throughout the song which although appear to seem like they should be present, aren't. These include:
(The shadow at the back of the family photographs)
The pitch perfect child with her arms outstretched: daughter of the music teacher and the blonde heiress.
The first to come and last to confess
standing at the back in her party dress.
--
It's a really clever song, to be honest, and is cleverly placed at the end to catch you out. May they forever grace the post-rock scene with their grandeur.
You had the lyrics nearly right, and yeah you're right when you say they are in the album sleeve but all mixed up. Here is what they actually sing:
Confess! Always a flaw Confess! A flaw that gets in Confess! Always a crack Shadow!
Untold! The hoax that harms The hoax! That harms the spirit The first! One to arrive The last! To confess
They've got! Their arms outstretched They've got! Their front row tickets They're the! First to arrive For the trial For the raid
We run! We run for first Off the road and off the record We run! We run for first But the first come in second
When we spit out The names Of those We betrayed... [repeats]
--
There are also lines printed throughout the song which although appear to seem like they should be present, aren't. These include:
(The shadow at the back of the family photographs)
The pitch perfect child with her arms outstretched: daughter of the music teacher and the blonde heiress. The first to come and last to confess standing at the back in her party dress.
--
It's a really clever song, to be honest, and is cleverly placed at the end to catch you out. May they forever grace the post-rock scene with their grandeur.