| Come closer
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| I’m the lord of pseudo-thinking
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| The statue starts to weep
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| My heart’s a Geiger counter
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| You should be crawling on your knees
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| For the divine announcer
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| Devoured
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| The fire of London
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| And now I’m here to settle down
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| As I have bought us some liberation
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| Windy storm on our loving home
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| See I don’t subscribe to subordination
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| Fireworking
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| Through the sweet Iberian night
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| Paco tuned his strings too tight
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| Lily’s changing
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| In a cage that she calls home
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| Another swallow flying low
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| Inspired
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| There’s wine in the fountain
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| And I am here to settle down
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| And I have come for your resignation
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| And I will leave you on your knees
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| Below the dream of peaceful sleep
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| Call to come
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| Be lost in all the ways that I am not
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| Won’t you come?
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| Your ideal life
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| You’re the pilot of a dream
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| A fireworkers fire regime
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| To illuminate
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| The sky’s a billion burning eyes
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| A final sulfurous goodbye
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| In The Shining
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| Apocalyptic overlook
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| Where Wendy wants to read his book
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| Bloody water
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| Exalted flesh of Jesus Christ
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| Eat yourself with all your might
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| Thanksgiving every night
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| Bloody skies
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| Where a universal scream
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| Is fireworker’s dream |