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It seems that we're all just a bit

less knowledgeable everyday

Everydays a fadeaway

Strange days have soothing taste

Falling in digression

Brooding centered waste

We can always find a way

No intervention to what you say

Pretty faces keep an impression

bland lips feel so mild

Craving thoughts for a while

Enough to make you smile

Pretension is nonexistent

Caressing fingertips for miles

brick walls replace the tiles

The city becomes wild

Nights spent in a haunted room

licking the darkly colored spoon

it'll all be over soon

It'll go down with the moon

Sounds repeating what you've said

Imagination is all in the head

To the lies that we've been fed

To the lies I've been fed

Violins I've heard are silent

Voices weird and violent

Ten cars appear on the scene

where packs of wolves have been

And the blinding lights stalk me

All the inaudible speed

Kids wrestling for weed

killing what's left for what they please

Integration of blood is listening

To the birds that are whistling

flying away from here

Singing songs of fear

It's time for time for time

the radio says everyday

The heart, the heart, the heart

just wants to fade away