When everything is lost, haunting us with questions
Will we ever
Losses, losers and more gain of life's pleasures
Cohorts listen behind
Repeating in my head
Betrayal
Repeating in my head
Insecurities
Repeating in my
Cold seems crippling
Lame meander through corridors
Aroma's thick with age, mark
Dig, bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig, bury me
All work and no play makes me a dull boy..
All
Dreams of earthquakes
Dreams of hurricanes
Dreams of the pouring rain
Dreams of
What have I done?
Where have I come from?
When I burnt
Pendulum stops and falls away
Life sifted through like sand
Storms of
In this hole that is me
The dead are rolling over
In
We are not in a position to display these lyrics
Always, known in all my time
A little left of center
Sticker this, censor this, ban this
We've got something to say
Police
This puzzle's dead inside
Missing pieces growing eyes
Mystery
Little girls seve
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