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In hell I’ll be lost in the lairs of weakness
All around the surface brainwashed with the cheapest
Exhausted with the mundane
Simplicity means no longer plain
Strugglin’ with the insane
Darkness and warmth
The obvious and mysterious
Magical colors, mystical shadows
Half thought with no meaning
They label me insane
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Got to be buried right up to the knee
No knife in your pocket, no trick up your sleeve
Keeping my hair done until I’m replaced
Back in the playpen with drool on my face
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Don’t you wish you were tired of retiring in your mousetrap mind
Don’t you wish you were making it through the moment
When you were my kind
Don’t you wish you were drinking up all your doing
So you could crawl right back
Don’t you wish you were
Shrinking heads in the sunset
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I have a sort of a fetish for insects, clockwork, monsters, dark places, and unborn things
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