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The key ringing through arena seats
The black machine it all from memory
A fever dream, well, I'll come eventually
To wade into the water, and another

We go some kind of code
The bodies float and form some kind of
The bodies float, out to know, oh

Papa hobo, don't your eyes
Mother mountain, don't kill your unborn
His day is coming, his day is

A question burns beneath the of dirt
voice you've heard
Well, every head's a different
Well, mine's
I boarded up the windows, a catatonic
A backwards black-faced show

So let me go, the prisoner moans
Oh, let me go, the prisoner moans
No one has to know, oh

Eva Braun to dye her hair
Hitler sighs in his giant's chair
And dreamed of
And of nowhere and dreamed

People's key ringing, everything
The repeats thinner than the galaxy
Impart to me your wisdom and
float into the ether, another from another

We grow some kind of code
A flesh at bone, we form kind of code
A at bone, no, you're not alone, oh

History bows and it steps
In the jungle there's of purple light
We're over, we're starting over
starting, we're starting