| Rubber like your lover’s neck you tripped into the garden, you tripped into the
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| garden of the sun
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| on you tried, unbuttoned eyes, imprelious telusion, tripping past your guard
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| into the sun
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| these dreamers, so eager, throw their hands in the fight
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| I spy walrus tooth in the way outside of the shoegaze revolution
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| I’m seein' bright lights, silhouettes of knife fights and I see it all,
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| I see it all
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| I’m seein' bright lights in-between the knife fights and I see it all,
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| I see it all
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| I see it all through the wolves in the walls
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| who might you be, who should you be killing with featherguns when they don’t understand you’re fighting for ground
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| control
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| stealing glances colorblind encouraging confusion, crossing all the boundaries
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| undrawn
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| I spy walrus tooth in the way outside of the shoegaze revolution
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| I’m hearin' white lies coursing through the disguises, I hear it all,
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| I hear it all
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| I’m hearin' lost cries chorusing the night sky and I hear it all, I hear it all
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| I hear it all through the wolves in the walls
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| who might you be, who should you be killing with featherguns when they don’t understand you’re fighting for ground
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| control
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| …hands bound behind withered backs, blindfolds laid on hollow eyes too
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| hopeless to hear
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| ready… aim…fire…
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| change ammunition, don’t give a war of attrition tacit permission to minimize
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| genocide…
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| I’m seein' bright lights, silhouettes of knife fights and I see it all,
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| I see it all
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| I’m seein' bright lights in-between the knife fights and I see it all,
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| I see it all
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| I see it all through the wolves in the walls
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| who might you be, who should you be killing with featherguns when they don’t understand what you’re fighting for
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| I see it all through the wolves in the walls
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| who might you be, who should you be killing with featherguns when they don’t understand you’re fighting for ground
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| control |