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[ti:Triumph Of Disintegration] |
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[ar:Of Montreal] |
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[al:Snare Lustrous Doomings] |
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The last ten days have been a motherf**ker |
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I didn't know if I'd survive |
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Wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh wooh |
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The voice with the synapse that calls blood bats |
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Into action has now entered the tablelands |
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It's only natural to feel a little imbalanced |
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It's a symptom of your hysterical need to be understood |
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Wooh |
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You had to forgive your enemy 'cause |
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It was making you psychotic |
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To keep fighting him inside of your head |
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But how could you allow these people |
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Whom you don't even respect to rape your self concept |
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And make your inner world an ugliness |
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Wooh wooh |
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Thrashed through the forest like a tormented brute |
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I had to make myself a monster just |
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To feel something ugly enough to be true |
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And then scratching wildly |
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At the mirror in my heart to see their doleful faces |
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What is the flaw in just running away |
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Running away fixes everything |
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How can I why should I stay |
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Just to view the triumph of disintegration |
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To live beneath language or far above |
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It's really not that different |
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At least now that the one thing that is good about me |
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Has begun to express itself in malicious ways |
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Wooh wooh ahh |
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Thrashed through the forest like a tormented brute |
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I had to make myself a monster just |
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To feel something ugly enough to be true |
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And then scratching wildly at the mirror in my heart |
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To see their doleful faces |
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What is the flaw in just running away |
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Running away fixes everything how can I why should I stay |
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Just to see the triumph of disintegration |
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Victories of devastation |
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