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| Incubus A crow left of the murder Talk shows on mute take a bow, packon powder, wash 'em out with buzzing lights, pay an au- dience to care, 'impress me' personality. still and transfixed, the electric sheep are dreaming of your face. enjoy you from, the chemical, comfort of america. come one, come all! into nineteen-eightyfour! yeah, three, two, one... lights, camera, transaction! quick your time, is almost up, make 'em forget that they're the moth, edging in, towards the flame. burn into obscurity. still and tranfixed, the electric sheep are dreaming of your face. judge you from, the card castle, comfort of america. come one, come all! into nineteen-eightyfour! yeah, three, two, one.... lights, camera, transaction! your foundation, is canyoning, fault lines should be worn with pride, i hate to say, your so much more, your so much more, endearing with the sound turned off. |
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