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Lyrics:
Propped up in a morbid torpor Lifeless eyes locked in a spell Choke on all the thoughts That float by Filling up the empty shell
You, lame pilot at the screen yeah Face aghast, electric glow You're half gone, you can't deny it But I think that you don't know
Ah ghoulish information hoarding Stinking brew that overflows Fingers tapping at the glass yeah Burning spear beneath your nose
Drooling saturated human Tick tock clock of life away In the corner, in the window But I think that you don't know
Tear the clone apart this instant Break the chain to anchor true Lift your eyes up from the dirt yeah The new way is just killing you
You, lame pilot at the screen yeah Face aghast, electric glow You're half gone, you can't deny it But I think that you don't know
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