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Gm#Congratulations on the Emess you made of Bthings
Gm#On trying to reconstruct the Eair and all that Bbrings.
Gm#And oxidation is the Ecompromise you Bown
But Gm#this is beginning to feel like the Edog wants her
Bbones saved
Gm#lalala ??E? lalala B- lalala
Gm#You force your fire then you Efalsify your Bdeeds
Gm#Your methods dot the disconEnect from all your Bcreeds
Gm#And fortune strives to fill the Evacuum that it Bfeeds
But Gm#this is beginning to feel like the Edog's lost her
Blead
Gm#lalala ??E? lalala B- lalala
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Elong
winded blues of the Bnever
Gm#This is beginning to feel like it's Ecurling up slowly
and Bfinding a throat to choke
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Elong
winded blues of the Bnever
Gm#Barely controlled locomotive conEsuming the picture
and Bblowing the crows, the smoke
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Elong
winded blues of the Bnever
Gm#Static explosion devoted to Ecrushing the broken
and Bshoving the souls to ghost
Gm#Eternalized. Objectified.
EYou set your sights so Bhigh.
But Gm#this is beginning to feel like
the Ebolt busted loose from the Blever
Gm#Never mind. Death professor
EYour structure’s fineB. My dust is better
Gm#Your victim flies so high
EAll to catch a bird's eye Bview of who's next
Gm#Never you mind. Death professor.
ELove is life. BMy love is better.
Gm#Your victim flies so high
EEyes could be the diamonds. ConBfused with who's next
Gm#Never you mind. Death professor.
EYour shocks are fine, BMy struts are better.
Gm#Your fiction flies so high,
EY'all could use a doctor. BWho's sick, who's next?
Gm#Never you mind. Death professor.
EElectrified, Bmy love is better
Gm#It's crystallized, so'm I.
EAll could be the diamond. BFused with who's next
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Edawn of the luz of
Bforever
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Edawn of the luz of
Bforever
Gm#This is beginning to feel like the Edawn of the luz of
Bforever