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this whole track might have my favorite lyrics ever written but special shout out to:
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The streets were empty as I drove home, the air was cool and the sky was dark
Streetlamps cast their mockery of light over ghostly shapes in an empty night
Should I believe in the things I see? Am I in you? Are you in me?
What should I believe? Tell me. What should I believe?
At home, on the porch, the wind in the trees murmured a background for my waking dream
Where I drive through a city with labyrinth streets, where no one walks, where no voices speak
Where empty towers above me rise toward an empty, starless sky
Like a cold wind washing over me, I saw the meaning of this dream
I felt that I was finally free, I felt that I was finally free
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What surrounds me gives no shelter
What binds me does not hold
And the light that bathes me and warms my skin
In my eyes is always cold
That light falls through a window
See the figure that's seated there
She holds an ivory handled comb
And draws it through her hair
There is no light to see by
There is no one sitting there
But the coldness that is in my heart
Is more than I can bear
all of em again
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He rolled his eyes, he laughed and he cried, he said I'd kill myself if I was still alive
He reamed me out with a tongue like sand, cursing in a language that nobody understands
"There she blows!" he turned and he cried, pointing to the center of an empty sky
There she is, my Lady true! Her laughter cuts my heart in two!
Her eyes are blank, her face is stone! Leave me alone! Leave me alone!
She shattered with her chatter all my dreams and all my thoughts
She licked me with her tongue and she tore me with her claws
She ripped away my soul like I ripped away her clothes
She said, I know a little story and this story must be told.
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