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Where are all the gods Of reinvention I need to be washed Of all this fear Still don’t know If moon is friendly Or is the reason For all my tears A heart does miracles But I’m stuck Inside of mirrors Made out of his luck I need thunder To signal lightning I need it badly Electric shock Everything sparkles Without the panic When can I be there Alive not manic Assured by the world That my ancestors Assured my fate Through DNA This is the advent Of the anniversary The coming out of My adversary Some say he’s horned Some say her nails scratch Some say the world was Not made but hatched Are you still listening? Are you still listening? Are you still listening? I beg you, listen
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Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 4:40 PM UTC
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Where are all the gods Of reinvention I need to be washed Of all this fear Still don’t know If moon is friendly Or is the reason For all my tears A heart does miracles But I’m stuck Inside of mirrors Made out of his luck I need thunder To signal lightning I need it badly Electric shock Everything sparkles Without the panic When can I be there Alive not manic Assured by the world That my ancestors Assured my fate Through DNA This is the advent Of the anniversary The coming out of My adversary Some say he’s horned Some say her nails scratch Some say the world was Not made but hatched Are you still listening? Are you still listening? Are you still listening? I beg you, listen
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Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 4:40 PM UTC
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