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antoinette
02:38
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I hope you fucking choke
Hope you suffocate
Hope you get the rope
Innocent or guilty, I don't mind
Lady justice
Willful, deaf, and blind
Hypocrisy
I'm ripping up concrete silhouettes
I'm staring at a modern Antoinette
She's screaming through a television set
I know best
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lamp
03:42
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It's all wrought with opinions and hazards and lists
You're talking to me
But you never say anything
Homesick for a place that doesn't exist
The world isn't gone
Please let me stay
A light
A moth to a flame
Watch where you fly
I'll say anything to god
Oh, when you die
So many people outside
Golden hues of radiation
It's all for you
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rosegold
04:22
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In my rose garden I smile
To lie awake in open wide space
For no one
You're full of joy
Except for yourself
You care for us
Just not for yourself
Put no one before you
Except for anyone else
In my garden I smile
To lie awake in open wide space
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face mask
03:14
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Face mask of distinction
Contagious
Can't talk about it
Isolation, automation, sublimation, inflation
Fantasia, mind erasure, complacent remainder
Can't save us
Can't save us
Can't save us
Facet to replace us
Bright sins of omission
Thermonuclear fission
I'm a pacifist, a passive fist
We must resist
Bassman, face cam
Face can save man
God can't save you now
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in desolation, AZ
04:35
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I can't say my peace without a fight
Shoot a dove out the sky
Taking time to waste a passive life
All our demons are by design
In the middle of nowhere, the middle of nothing
Red rocks at lost dog wash
If you leave no stone unturned it'll take your life
It'll take your entire life
Angel spits into my ear
From both sides of his pursed lips
He says I know bands that don't exist
Cast yourself off jagged cliffs
You're in the middle of nowhere, the middle of nothing
There's nothing left
Wade in time
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ouch ouch ouch
02:52
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If you got a glass jaw you better watch your mouth
Feed on fear and doubt
Garbage in, garbage out
Turn anger inside out
When I see red
I don't think, therefore, I'm not
Try to deny my fate
I don't know me and I never will if I get my way
Insulation
Wrapped in pink fiberglass
I don't think, therefore, I'm not
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