This Town Needs Guns - A Different Kind of Tall (small) lyrics

The walls parallel lines Will act as your guides Into distance they divide Refracting bounced light Frequencies collide Open the aperture wide To let the light inside The lenses eye Focus the 50mm prime Adjust the shutter speed time Just right Ingrained in the grain And drunk on bokeh Cutting time into frame In black, white and grey Exposure Exposes all your highlights Think i'll stop down And bracket stops either side Tilt, shift Pull your body in tight Please don't be shy Your form is too perfect to hide Proportion scorches emulsion To stir emotion Shutter stops heart rates Hold your breath for camera shake