Can't move the age of urges,
indecent power surges,
I can lose
Fractured signs, they waste my time,
they concentrate, they take what's
M-E-N-A-C-E
the risk is worth taking
it's a shapeless rage
all
you must have seen me miles away
cannon weight on a
area life
concrete mission with a black light
area life
they follow the forgotten like they promised me so often
too much ice on the outside
too much time to get
i'm too close to decide
seems like the page never lied
do
From the moment I woke
in receipt of a blackmail note
and
Baby, why'd you wake me?
is it my idea of eyes,
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