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By Joy Electric, I want it all but you WON'T
hear me
or catch my
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By Joy Electric, Dark the days that beckon me throughout the Northland country
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By Joy Electric, Hitherto great lamentaions consume us Garland feigning on the
crowns
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By Joy Electric, Laser boy I'm called the one who makes and creates
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By Joy Electric, Fairest and majestic kind draped in royalty and prose Mountains
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By Joy Electric, The septer song harkens dominion to sew the champion The
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By Joy Electric, My love my love are words you used to say
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By Joy Electric, I get a sugar rush
Thinking of you too much
I get
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By Joy Electric, Hear the song of saints forsook by the dark rule
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By Joy Electric, When we were so young and full of life The
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By Joy Electric, Grim nor gale shall hinder clove or heather Ghouls nor
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By Joy Electric, Sadness sings through daunting hours The cloaks of yarn cover
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By Joy Electric, Butchered to be left in parts
Disregard, labeled odd
Brain preserved in
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By Joy Electric, A page of life torn out
Of which cannot be found
From
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By Joy Electric, it's overcast and lovely still
the apple trees on distant hills
are
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By Joy Electric, Minus blood I'm still not you
Multiplied you are not so
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By Joy Electric, Unable to socialize
Sleep deprived
Sloping countenance
Raised to be a neurotic
Compulsive
This or
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By Joy Electric, come in brother, show some holiday feeling
under wreaths and presents,
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By Joy Electric, Mutiny... Misery... Mutiny... Misery...
Diseased and taken sick
Sworn allegance to the
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By Joy Electric, to the horse and carriage
yuletide on a white noon
like a
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By Joy Electric, How your end fate tells a story
Like the ones we
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By Joy Electric, From the school of revision
Comes the standard inventor's rule
Books of
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By Joy Electric, losing touch with everyone
but when we were young
we made claims
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By Joy Electric, we wake to a Christmas snow
and wonder what will be
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By Joy Electric, Nikola Tesla, Nikola Tesla
Nikola Tesla, Nikola Tesla
Lesser known of these
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By Joy Electric, Sent to the liars
With my neck being hung by the
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By Joy Electric, Perpetually paralyzed
Kept within unkept frames of mind
Ignorant or technically blind?
I
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By Joy Electric, On white reeds blessed wheat arrives
Horns of oil for swiss
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By Joy Electric, Often how I keep wondering
In these minutes of a time
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By Joy Electric, Journey in a wagon,
Journey on a railroad over green country
Have