The Radios stopped tuning
This static is forbidden
The chords quit strumming
Dont Think. Dont speak. I will do this for you.
Beyond the satellites:
Sweet candy populous... a worry free entrance into
Everything's a novelty, everyone grows but me.
Close one eye, step
From the simple idea of Change Blindness, our minds are
My head will not rest on this pillow.
As it's gripped
(You can't follow me)
I thought it was strange when all
Decrease the light, increase the smiles...
a familiar beat is swarming
We all create this imagery.
We all increase this lunacy.
Compassion no more, the angel sleeps in her blood.
Guilt
Untried and untested,
One fits nowhere but here in anonymity.
(Begin)
The freethinking brain can finally travel
Take in the
Clowns now appear,
They carrying knvies and cups of gasoline,
"Tonight is
The early love seems to become jaded
I'm never expecting
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