A realization of the ear
The receiving end of sirens
Don't you love me
Don't you dare care for me
I will only bring you pain
All the Pleasure you can gather in this place
Will just amount to shame
All the bright colors I've ever loved will learn to fade
So bring back the womb O' God
Oh bring on the grave
Don't you dare care for me
I will only bring you pain
All the Pleasure you can gather in this place
Will just amount to shame
All the bright colors I've ever loved will learn to fade
So bring back the womb O' God
Oh bring on the grave
So this is what it's like
What it is like to disappear
With the music of the spheres still ringing in my ear
How will I find my way out of this?
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- Sawallow People Whole
- The Music Of The Spheres
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- This Armistice
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- Shirtsleeves
- The Art Of Subversion
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