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Too patience, no resistance
Within the shouting
You can hear a blind man's

Dragging through the mind
And biting his tongue
The devil's in the air and I'm out prayers
While the ravenous all eat their

me, tell me a story
Tell me not to worry or up the phone
So I'm turning, a deaf ear
So that I hear them throwing stone

Too much hog wart, not enough
made the front page
You could use a tooth comb

To get a word from the
be a welcome surprise
Keep an ear to the
So to drown out the
Of the failures make me whole

me, tell me a story
Tell me not to worry or up the phone
So I'm turning, turning a ear
So that I don't hear them stone

These walls don't
Even somebody knocks
These don't stand
For else but themselves
walls don't fall
Even gravity's failing us all

Tell me, me a story
Tell me not to worry or up the phone
So I'm turning, a deaf ear
So that I don't hear them throwing