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Right now, in the heat of my head |
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A flower blooms that was already dead |
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Decembers long gone |
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But these fields are forever frozen |
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......and everything she said |
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Burns in the back of my head |
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Quick-sands of silver |
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Under dreams still glittering golden |
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All along I sing this song |
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It runs wild like a river inside |
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A voice cries out sharp words of doubt |
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If I take them to heart they make me bleed |
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Everyday my attention strays |
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Light like life it fades away |
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The clock it ticks |
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I turn my back |
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I feel the surface bulge and crack.... |
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Tick tick tock tick tock tick tick tick tock tick tock tick |
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I want the channnngggee |
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I feel the channnnnngggee |
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Then post-metamorphosis where do the answers lie |
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One above and one below with lions locked inside |
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Then in silence they turn the key |
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Setting all those lions free.e.eee.e |
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Then I hold my head up higher and higher |
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Reach out tentacles to every desire |
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I faced the sea and its time for a change |
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I am an octopus in flames |
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Sinking underwater |
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Sweating boiling getting hotter |
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Bubbles burst between my fingers |
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My breath is cracked and drawn |
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Sinking like an anvil |
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And facing several tentacles |
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My eyes go black and pop red cherries |
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The surface me is gone |
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Gone |
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Im gone |
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Gone |
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Im gone |
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Im mesmerized -- a servant to the light u cant deny it |
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With everyone standing here |
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Im a million miles away |
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A change |
