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They sling our marrow like it's fodder |
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Mortaring morticious brothers |
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We'll never get out of this place alive |
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If these walls, these walls keep closing-- |
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--into practiced chains of blather |
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Bubbling a thick blood lather |
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Washboard ribs and broken cribs |
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These walls, these walls keep closing in |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Na nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Fear just fell from a loaded sleeve |
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Fluent in the tongue of greed |
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A master at the art of sleaze |
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Whose walls, whose walls are a fiendish-- |
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--grin of rotten desolation |
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Paranoid isolation |
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Fueling our blood stained machines |
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The bells of free-dumb liberty |
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The smell of gunshot bittersweet |
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These walls, these walls keep closing in |
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Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
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We call on all to sing! |
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These walls keep closing in |
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Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
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We call on all to sing! |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Na nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Nana na na na na |
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Canisters of feigned dissent |
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They load our bodies into them |
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The prize surprise is eating at your eyes |
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And drawing down the-- |
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--shades, made out of |
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Skin; it's kin eating |
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Kin; cogs living in |
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The burning city; when |
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Will this day ever end? |
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Will the words from within |
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Break down these walls? |
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Our fall |
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This wall! |
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Eyeballs plug the mouths like hoses |
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Scared of all the not-me noses |
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Poking into our daydreams, while |
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In the distance glistening |
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That wall of bones that holds our tongues in |
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Scared of all the taste bud rows of |
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Hands that speak to you and me |
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The sign, RIVOLTA SILENZIOSA! |
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These walls keep closing in |
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Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
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We call on all to sing! |
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These walls keep closing in |
[03:27.88] |
Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
[03:32.31] |
We call on all to sing! |
[03:34.37] |
Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
[03:40.51] |
We call on all to sing! |
[03:43.09] |
These walls keep closing in |
[03:45.31] |
Oh, where do we begin our dismantling? |
[03:49.53] |
We call on all to sing! |
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