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Tears are drawn up into fingertips |
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In turn, corrode the stone |
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Calloused gray when it was meaningful |
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Now it blends in with your bones |
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Oh, you could spin a lovely future |
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One scrim between the kiss |
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But on this side, amongst the dimming light |
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I almost don't exist |
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All is lost; peering behind the velvet cloth |
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I had found you like a monolith |
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Five speeds to my exhaust |
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Tearing through the moonlit desert salts |
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Obsidian-eyed and lost |
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Here you exist alone, in parallel |
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Black ring upon your hand |
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Thieving seers had fed you oracles |
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So you met all of my demands |
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All those dreams; soft and uncertain against my teeth |
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Wearing away |
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Two rings, a violent end |
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Wearing away |
| [02:23.39] |
Two rings, a violent end |
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Away! Away! Asunder! |
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I could talk around in circles |
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Dragging my dull and worn excuse |
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And I'd get whatever i deserve |
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Within the run-out groove |
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Wearing away |
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Two rings, a violent end. |