| Nerve ends tick in flicker-book animation
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| One eye’s closed in fear, anticipation
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| Will it stay shut? |
| Will it ever open?
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| What if?
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| What if?
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| Nerves
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| Tell-tale tongues lick at seven senses
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| Brittle spittle sparks, you are defenceless
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| The fabric of dreams is ripped apart
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| As you feel the twist of the shadowed dagger
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| In your pumping heart
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| Nerves
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| A trail of random cutlery cuts a dash in the concrete underpass
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| Sense of serenity is shattered in the glint of splintered glass
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| Nerves
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| Nerves
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| Nerves, nerves
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel
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| Nerves like nylon, nerves like steel |