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This sound here is a corrupt wave |
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This here treasure is a find |
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Pleasure or pain I got to write these feelings down |
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I lie captive on the night train |
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The past flows silently outside |
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Scribe stir crazy in this tin can |
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Belief is written to incite |
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I can nearly taste the clear lake where Elysium resides |
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You've got a lot of heart but this is goodbye |
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I condemn your revolution |
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As a witch hunt through the chaos through all time |
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I'm well versed but evolution stirs my mind |
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Renounce all hallelujahs |
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Your god is on the beach not in the sky |
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A love for the mystical finds me |
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A Technicolor mission for the eye |
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A leap into the real world where reality defies |
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Conspiracy surrounds us this is goodbye |
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Lonely give into the lonely we're staring into endless space time |
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Dazed and dizzy and starved of touch |
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Our explosion makes us limitless |
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Rise up and sleep a life |
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Lost and lonely survived by |
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Stark memories of a distant time |
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Raise your feelings high |
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Jaded vision in your eyes trust |
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You got to relay what you saw |
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And capture all your thoughts |
