you can speak the bigger eves are lies
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the silence burns you, you can close your eyes
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waiting to be over, to be over
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you can beat the bigot man
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the sucker of his slaves
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to be over to be over
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the pain and again
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I'll make it good
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the first rat
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it's followed logic blind in a stranger
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to be over to be over to be over
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still cry to the years, a stillborn suffers
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strangers laugh out loud
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the prey is in a predator
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shadows guns and walls in silence
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fleetingly wounded
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the first time I saw you here
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your skin was still intact
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the shore caressed you
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in viole(n?)t face, in cruciform for saints
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then in doubt, for seconds now
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the shaking hoops revolve
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undecided, undecided, injured out of place
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still frozen intact, it's blown apart, flameless brain
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still cry to the years, its sentiment is weightless
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too much time is weightless
|
too much time is weightless
|
still cry to the years, a stillborn suffers
|
strangers laugh out loud
|
the prey is in a predator
|
shadows guns and walls in silence
|
fleetingly wounded
|
still cry to the years, a stillborn suffers
|
strangers laugh out loud
|
the prey is in a predator
|
shadows guns and walls in silence
|
leaving me wounded and shaking the sweat
|
on the infants undermine
|
still cry to the years, a stillborn suffers
|
strangers laugh out loud
|
the prey is in a predator
|
shadows guns and walls in silence
|
leaving me wounded and shaking the sweat
|
on the infants undermine
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Weightless
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| Pigface |
