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Hysterics (22.09.2008)
22.09.2008
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An Apology To The Universe
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Nine
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Macabre Charade
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Trojan Measures
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Everything Went Grey
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Scabs
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Fantasia
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Glorious facade, slick tongue persistence
Syllable after syllable
Enchanting the artless
They're fish on hooks
Reel them in, cast them out

I see the flicker and burn
The breath inhaling the fumes
This temporary flame dances to a different tune
I see the flicker and burn
The breath inhaling the fumes
This temporary flame dances to a different tune

When you come to point your finger, you'll find three are pointing back
Can you taste the end?

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An ideal existence, discovering a book perfectly written
Minds go: this cycle must continue
Legs are chained to the pedals

Elastic has to give at some point
Expand, contract, decrease contact
When the smallest things trigger grave danger, grave digger

This presets a lie
Will insides decide to grow up and not give in?

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When do you think the search is over?

Confusion kissed me on the cheek, and left a taste so bittersweet
Unsure where I've been, the distance, it blisters
Locked up with the villain

(Time is worthless, time is worthless) When... hearts
(Time is worthless, time is worthless) When... hands

Mindless wanders searching for answers
Riddled with guilt for sins not yet committed

(Time is worthless) When hearts are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hands are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hearts are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hands are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hearts are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hands are magnets
(Time is worthless) When hearts are...
(Time is worthless) When hands are...

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Enter: fragments, cast offs, one offs
Exposed from your everyday life

Intelligence arose from every striking pose
And oh, I know they like the fragility of handmade
There's a sense of decay as they control
Some burn, some melt

Until significance, a cruel awakening as irrelevant as honesty

Wake up, realise, disappear

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An Apology To The Universe

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Nine

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Macabre Charade

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Trojan Measures

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Everything Went Grey

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Scabs

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Fantasia

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