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do I murder
when I forget you from afar too drunk on the poison of endless roads and the countless smokey bars but tension is to be loved when it is like a passing note to a beautiful, beautiful chord do I murder us putting pavement through my veins shooting in that special heroin for the seeking and displaced but tension is to be loved when it is like a passing note to a beautiful, beautiful chord |
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Thanks a bunch, Clayts! So it's:
"Look at his little nose, it's blue!" "Aw, I dunno, it'll do him good wouldn't it? Fresh air." "Ah, I don't like fresh air, it's not good for the skin." "No, there rea-, you know, there really is good air where there's trees. There's more...oxygene, 'cause they breathe out oxygene like we breathe out.....the other." The accent confuses me everytime. Okay, now, anyone have a clue where it's from |
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Paint the world anew
Find a way to open all the joy in order to Illuminate the strain Fireworks in the blue B'yond the burstin' endless shine Show me where the real light is Buildin' a wall inside Wall round my heart Buildin' a wall inside Yeah (repeat) Repeat first verse over except "Alleviate" instead of "Illuminate |
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