Wits in the making
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Another emotion
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Swear there's no mouth, I know you've see them
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Sharks attach across your bowels
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Unconscious pilot, you will defeat them
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Smoke on your rapture, but you're alright now
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You win
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Within a closed system
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Within a closed system...
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Oha˘ć| We Swirl...
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You can't win
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You can't win in sidemore
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You can't deal with my pain with this snow
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Wits in the making
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Another emotion
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I lend you the science, I know you feed them
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Taught you too hard, you can't turn back now
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lost in the faces of yourself and your loved ones
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Tears your mind apart, denied your life suited you well
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Within a closed system
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Within a closed system...
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Oha˘ć| We Swirl...
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And you can write all over the block
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And you can raise the boots 'till the bones are shown
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Right there that's where they called me a monster
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It's the hatenaughts of melancholy wall
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And they blend it out with a soul
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And they can blend and they won't know
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It just depends on the feel that is all
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And they can count the little one who feel like a soul
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And you can write all over the block
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And you can raise the boots 'till the bones are shown
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Right there that's where they called me a monster
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It's the hatenaughts of melancholy wall
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The Hatenaughts Of Melancholy Wall
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