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Bedside Manner
05:08
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Exit nothing, bedside manner
Figures made of plastic
Suiters, sooner than later...
float above the water
Lost soul i've misplaced
Forgiveness means nothing
We all pretend
Killing factor, brothers and enemies
Love or loveless, hate or hated
Break our habits, shaking up everything now
We all pretend
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2. |
Sleep Is Obsolete
03:50
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Breaks my concept of time
I'm still sleeping when desperation starts to kick
I left my heart in '99
Midnights compassion, disaster ensues
Apologized for being impulsive
Lamented and missed
We're just silhouettes of ourselves
Next time we're all out of breath
the ecstasy seems to improve
When apathy starts to kick
I left my heart in '99
My dimly lit desire hides underneath my skin
Lamented and missed
We're just silhouettes of ourselves
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House of Shapes
04:04
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Backstep first
Rewrite lives with blank maps
House of shapes claimed by none
She's a diary keeper...
frequency modulator
Desperate times and flinched by none
Unclasp your hands
Wire works, i think you're fake
I've got a picturesque view of the downfall
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