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Mystery’s a lonely fight. It looks at you through a crooked eye. Maybe wonder why the media’s got your mind turned upside down. We couldn’t go the routes you know, while you feel the winds call out to you. Says you own the night. If you’ll own the night. Speaking of sounds, what have you heard while you spend your day looking for a way to get out of here? Don’t underestimate the mood. Humble in our movements.
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Northeast
03:13
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Feast your eyes on the real deal. To the ones who hold the world. To the ones who see it straight through to hell. How could this be that I’m to blame? Oh what a shame! Feast your eyes on the real deal. To the ones who hold the world. To the ones who see it straight through to hell. I’m no fool. I’ve been around this town. Kill me so I can meet the maker to a time we lived. While all of you sing along: I’m relapsing. (Don’t feel like a fool.) My soul’s collapsing (Don’t feel like a fool.) All my senses on overdrive.
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Legend on Louisiana
05:01
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Do you feel hollow? You know me all too well. I’ve been down the rabbit hole. I’ve seen where he lives. Maybe if I wasn’t on the move, caught up in the rain. You know me all too well. I’ve been down the rabbit hole. I’ve seen where it leads. And it calls to me,
“Take my hand. Show me to the other side.” We’ve been in this world, with only reds and blues. How we’re in this world, you ask? I don’t think you would understand. Every day I look for the light at the end of my tunnel vision. I’ve been down the rabbit hole. I’ve seen where it ends. We’ve been lost in the catacombs, in our heads.
We can go anywhere we want to go, in our heads.
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We drop like a cannonball. I know it’s hard to feel, while the others fall. I know the answers why. It’s okay, I’ve grown accustomed to feeling like I have no place to go inside my own head. Easily, I won’t go without a fight, but it’s fixed and I’m going down. Pinch the bruise. I’m wanted in five states, and I’m going down. You little worm, do your job this time around. I’ve seen through the devil’s eyes and I’m going blind. Face the space; I’m running. It’s true, we’ve fell into a wormhole. We look out for the signs, while the others look to you. It’s been a long, long, long while, since I’ve seen you so free.
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Snow the Patient
03:33
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If you’re wondering what it looks like down here, smoke a cig, and look at the end of it. Oh my savior! All the times that we shared. I will never be the same, as I’m waiting for it to… The weather looks fine up here, you know. Can you relate? Are you human? Sometimes or even at all? I’ll see you on the other side. Some will remain. If looks could kill, then this is killing me. I’ve been called the enemy. Where’s my savior?
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