| Strange breed, rangefinder
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| I’m comatose
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| Trust, doubt, breakaway
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| We were never close
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| Jump around town
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| It’s the blinking of the eyelet
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| In the middle of the afternoon
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| Phase burst from the screen-
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| A radiation dose
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| I’m tired, and all tired faces get fired for how long the race is
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| The race is long
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| Long withou’r home
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| I want to get home
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| Rad, rem, rand- pinpricks on a data sea
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| Ruptured nucleotide, broken ladder, drunk apostasy
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| A brother got killed. |
| An apostle got killed
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| And the droners working patiently
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| CRT spits a shard, strikes a blow against eternity
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| I’m tired, and all tired faces get fired for how long the race is
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| The race is long
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| Long withou’r home
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| I want to get home |