The spinning cogs inside my head, I cannot stand the sound
Twisting, Turning, Furnace Burning brings me to the ground.
My brain it pounds and dances round to the beat of many drums,
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Cross the line, razor thin
Never know what side I'm in.
Walk on ice, surface weak
Cannot help my heavy feet.
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The world becomes my Porcupine
Sitting Forks of DOOM!
Clams that eat my Potato Bake
Apocalypse in my room?
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When I die and die alone, I will be buried under stone.
No hole in which to lay me down, A cairn of rocks built from the ground
Layed upon my pale white chest, it's where i'll take my final rest.
Set on the coast I'll take my due, singing songs of love for you
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I love you more than words describe
More than sights from far and wide
For a beauty just like you
I never thought were true
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Silence on the northern winds
Tenderly we lay
Thinking of your million sins
Things I dare not say
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The river runs red
With the essence of life
Dripping dully, down the drain
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Sorry is a funny word
Often said but rarely heard,
For to hear it one must say it true
'Cause it's silenced if it's hollowed through.
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How much am I truly worth
How much will I fetch?
Who would ever pay for me
An awful stinking wretch
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