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Album:The Outer Marker |
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There's a dragon |
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Blowing fire |
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In my ventricles |
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And I can feel |
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The grip now |
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Of these tentacles |
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And I had ideas |
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Back when I was very young |
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Like the back of my hand |
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I thought I'd understand |
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But now I find myself |
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Just playing dumb |
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Heartburn |
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And my soul |
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Is red raw |
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Inside |
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Heartburn |
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And don't the world look different |
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When you're lying on the floor |
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Heartburn |
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And my soul |
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Is red raw |
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Inside |
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Heartburn |
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And don't the world look different |
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When you're lying on the floor |
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There's a lion |
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Tearing holes |
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In my ventricles |
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And I'm feeling |
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The effect now |
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Of these combining chemicals |
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And I had ideas |
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Back when I was very young |
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I thought I could weather the storm |
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I would not need your warmth |
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But now I find myself |
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Just praying for the sun |
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I'm not joking |
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The floor is sloping |
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Towards the things |
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I never wanted to be near |
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The drop of a tear |
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Another year |
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Seen in retrospect |
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Images I collect |
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Answers correct |
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As we continue |
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To break and connect |
