Someone's telling the toll to me
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I'm cut and I'm weeping like a rubber tree
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But i don't care who's left behind
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Lost revelations that I'll never find
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In the long hall pipes are whispering
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Blues prepared for anti-christening
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Somewhere there's an honest soul
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To mirror teeth where neon lures troll
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And what's extinct might come alive
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A purple smoke in some internal shrine
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With a long sigh let the hissing in
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Stones deformed by gentle kissing and
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All the closed eyes start to glisten
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But it feels like someone's missing
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Yeah it feels like someone's missing
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Someone's Missing
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| MGMT |
