| There was once a boy
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| With knives stuck in his voice
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| All he wanted, all he wanted was a little affection
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| Until one day he caved
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| Into his mother’s taste
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| All she wanted, all she wanted was to spread her infection
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| He spins her spindle weaving fuse
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| Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
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| Her broken flesh
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| They’ve stolen all my love
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| Buried in absentia rose
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| Can you hear my vitreous heart
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| Breaking in absentia rose
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| Smokestack burning
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| Eidolon turning
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| I won’t ever let you go
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| They’ve stolen all my love
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| Yes, they’ve stolen all my love
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| He brings her the bait
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| She makes him her pet
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| Does he want some
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| Does he want a little insurrection?
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| With oneiric gaze
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| In somatic days
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| Ocular incision tell me I’m the reason
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| I’ve just gotta get out of here
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| He spins her spindle weaving fuse
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| Burning fumes of lucid youth to mend
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| Her useless flesh
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| They’ve stolen all my love
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| Buried in absentia rose
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| Can you hear my vitreous heart
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| Breaking in absentia rose
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| Smokestack burning
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| Eidolon turning
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| I won’t ever let you go
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| They’ve stolen all my love
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| Yes, they’ve stolen all my love
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| Taken by the night
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| Divagate remembrance
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| Check the puzzle, does it fit?
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| I am alpha and omega
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| And on the seventh day I rise
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| Past the pangs of my resistance
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| When the son gives up his throne
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| What becomes of this theft
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| Dasehra, make these shackles go away
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| Dasehra, make these shackles go away
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| Dasehra, won’t you help me stand my ground if I should fall
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| Dasehra, as long as I am injured
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| Dasehra as long as I remember
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| Dasehra, as long as I am injured
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| Dasehra, as long as I remember
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| Dasehra, as long as I am injured
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| Dasehra, as long as I remember
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| Dasehra, as long as I am injured |