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LYRICS:
Transmission interrupting an evening with a pretty ghost. A premature beauty clawing the womb of its wounded host.
And I thought the worst of it was over. Is it over. And I’ve learned the desperate will seek compromise
When that light has all but died, will you find a flicker of something else inside.
I awaken to a blinding light and sordid aroma. Mirroring these blank pale walls, I induce my daily coma.
And I thought the hurt was finally over. Is it over. And I’ve learned the desperate will seek compromise.
When that light has all but died, will you find a flicker of something else inside.
Inside your aching heart, your faith is slipping. You miss feeling alive, instead of empty.
When that light has all but died, will you find a flicker of something else inside.
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