Passing slowly though the vector
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Damp with fog the bog that grows the former business sector
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With my laugh, my lone companion.
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Only I can save the lives that blink within this canyon
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Whoaaa
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Where fast is slow, where fast is slow, slow, slow
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Drink the colors of the night time
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If you were wrong then I was right and this will be the right time
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I‘ll display my disaffection (you grind me up, yea, you spit me out)
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Out across the city
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Loud and proud in your direction
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Whoaaa
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Where fast is slow, where fast is slow. Slow, Slow.
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Whoaaa
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where fast is slow, where fast is slow. Slow, Slow.
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But when I get to your apartment I climb the rail outside the building
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A band of them were in your apartment
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They tied you up unwound, unwilling
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I watch them cut, watch them touch, watch them do what they came to do
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And in I come to lick it up
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Clean up what is left of you
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Ha ha ha show me what you got
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Slowly, Through A Vector
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