This unrest beats out my breath
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Disconnected thoughts jangle in a mess
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This unrest crucifies my chest
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Without anaesthetic it cuts
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Through tumorous flesh
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This unrest beats out my breath .......
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This unrest beats in my chest
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Discordant limbs watch unimpressed
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At the aimless walk the mindless talk
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The pictures leap out and dance for me
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The laugh at me
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As your bitterness closes in
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You're feeling very old again
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Ah just to sleep, withough these thoughts
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But the angels shout, resurrecting doubts
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Ah we meet again, my trusty friend
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Demanding new favours for old time's sake
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Inside this captive frame
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Come and claim your liberty
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Metal and flesh will fuse today
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These visions jump out and blast my days
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Clean away .......
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This Unrest
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| Siouxsie and the Banshees |
