Can't move the age of urges,
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indecent power surges,
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I can lose my sight,
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it ain't worth seeing you,
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reversed in light,
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you seem to split in two,
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beneath the age,
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warped, innocent and left intact,
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the urge of age,
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turn, reconcile, take it back,
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my eyes are cursed and darting,
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and the shots ring out the same.
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Ring the bell if you're hungry,
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you've started fighting for less,
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fill a hole with your money,
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it's all second best.
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Break through the force of nature,
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drape blinds on all your answers,
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you'll never fall,
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unless we tell you to,
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against the wall,
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you seem to split in two,
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the word is out:
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bad liars case an unlit mind,
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too loud to shout
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when you drown aloud in turpentine,
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force fed, your insults ended,
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and the words repeat the same.
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Age Of Urges
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The Damage Manual |