Did you ever realize why there are no stars in the sky?
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Because they're on the ground.
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The air is brown.
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We're trapped in this town.
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Let me go -- I can't breathe.
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I drag myself through the debris.
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I never felt more alone than on this starry road.
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The air is warm but I feel grey.
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The chill of dawn on a funeral day.
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(I lie in unrest) while heavy dirt falls to my chest.
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(I fade away) and the hollow phantoms stay.
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Imagination in a chokehold, I've been steamrolled by gold records.
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Inspectors are watching over me, under lock and key.
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Chalk my outline; they'd talk of this if I'd died from a broken heart.
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They've taken art, turned it to something they think we'll buy.
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The air is warm but I feel grey.
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The chill of dawn on a funeral day.
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(I lie in unrest) while heavy dirt falls to my chest.
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(I fade away) and the hollow phantoms stay.
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My blood is their liquid vitamin.
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Their madness festers under their skin!
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The air is warm but I feel grey.
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The chill of dawn on a funeral day.
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(I lie in unrest) while heavy dirt falls to my chest.
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(I fade away) and the hollow phantoms stay.
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I have never felt so alone in my whole life.
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Dawn On A Funeral Day
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| Tsunami Bomb |
