| I lift my eyes, I slow my gait
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| And I never wanna see you again
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| You leave me restless, you leave me hung
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| You leave me coiled, you leave me…
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| Spun, spun, spun
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| Awaken in a tangle of wire
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| I slept desperate, trying to reach you
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| You leave me reckless, you leave me sick
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| I destroy myself and then I want it again
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| Spun, spun, spun, spun
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| Spun, spun, spun
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| Heavy love
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| Coiled and spun
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| A brute, an angel, and a madwoman
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| A most elegant impediment
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| Was there from the start
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| Waiting and repeating within me
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| Waiting and repeating
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| My problem is their downthrow and upheaval
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| And my enquiry is as to their working
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| And my effort is their self-expression
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| But I was only rock, dust, water, and ice
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| And animal instincts all along
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| The hyperosmia and the base sense
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| The prodrome and the aura
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| The shadows and the sleep deprivation
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| The trichomes and the deliriants
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| Cut through the fear conditioning
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| To finally understand
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| It was all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing
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| And all and everything or nothing |