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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