spiral chains in neon light
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crawling trains of fragile tribe
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cry in me ironic fool
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die in me for all the suns you have inside
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tidal hate to childish love
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swallow the serpent on your tongue
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spit me out, a fish, a rape
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and love to drown in fading oils of drying lakes
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Spit me out my name, drown it all in tidal rage
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paint it all the same, colours meld to indifferent grey
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wash my tears away, the serpent's abyss longs for me
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drown my words in yours and wish I'd never been
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Spirals Meet The Sea
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| Flowing Tears |
