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WE THREW GASOLINE
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WE THREW GASOLINE,
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Brilliant, a word describing something dumb
you create to desecrate the villain i've become
a prophet not to be made but heard
speaks in tongues and sarcasms, to me it's glee
to you absurd
you don't know me let alone my intent actions do not
always self represent, i don't see urgency in explaining
my conscience opaquely clear
The seed is gently sewn back to mother earth
the flower blooms resplendent fumes a miracle rebirth
the cynic in the search for the something more
the fragrant air cannot compare to what it was
the great before
Remember the good old days remember the sound
remember the sweet mustyness underground
no i don't feel the need for re-living
some things are better off dead
never thought the furnace was gonna burn us
we worked the bellows for so long the comfort
of the fire apathized us looks like we
burned ourselves alive
remember the old band we filled ears with pain
nothing to lose there was nothing to gain
no i don't miss my span of attention
i do miss my old friend tim
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Brilliant, a word describing something dumb you create to desecrate the villain i've become a prophet not to be made but heard speaks in tongues and sarcasms, to me it's glee to you absurd you don't know me let alone my intent actions do not always self represent, i don't see urgency in explaining my conscience opaquely clear The seed is gently sewn back to mother earth the flower blooms resplendent fumes a miracle rebirth the cynic in the search for the something more the fragrant air cannot compare to what it was the great before Remember the good old days remember the sound remember the sweet mustyness underground no i don't feel the need for re-living some things are better off dead never thought the furnace was gonna burn us we worked the bellows for so long the comfort of the fire apathized us looks like we burned ourselves alive remember the old band we filled ears with pain nothing to lose there was nothing to gain no i don't miss my span of attention i do miss my old friend tim
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