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Pink-pitched cry Where I eat the lights And the sounds eat me Get There Get There Get There! It must all be fast fast fast Or we waste IT You can't eat the sounds if you can't catch them I've seen your obsession, God of the Dark We sweat and dig and pass out Do you often try to see yourself in a reflection? HA! Good luck! It'll never work! That's our sentence, you see, for being Alive It's a pink-pitched cry - response lightning following leading Sound movement transfer      understanding Disassociation startled okay Confusion pacify resolute movement - Stillness Utter Stillness A Pink-pitched cry -- an Animal
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
It Was All Pink
Pink-pitched cry Where I eat the lights And the sounds eat me Get There Get There Get There! It must all be fast fast fast Or we waste IT You can't eat the sounds if you can't catch them I've seen your obsession, God of the Dark We sweat and dig and pass out Do you often try to see yourself in a reflection? HA! Good luck! It'll never work! That's our sentence, you see, for being Alive It's a pink-pitched cry - response lightning following leading Sound movement transfer      understanding Disassociation startled okay Confusion pacify resolute movement - Stillness Utter Stillness A Pink-pitched cry -- an Animal
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 10:25 PM UTC
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