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Lyricist: Between the Buried and Me
Lyrics:
Rebuild Cannot close our eyes
Construction paper traffic...corner of destruction The cityspace burns brighter by the hour Clock tower: bring us all down Marching like ants to the foundation of a higher form Trash, Capped and smothered. Trash bag, trash hat Wrinkle-free clients of doom
Feed me fear (informal gluttony)
Construction paper lawns...force-fed attention grabber... when will you learn First come first serve They all can eat trumpet...playing the tunes of our death Breathe...now blow. Now blow.
Let it be heard
The preacher's talen is going through the airwaves (I need to be led in the right direction. Set up the bumpers...running in the gutter) The little kids taught me well... but I wonder why they don't listen anymore (It's a television nightmare) Eat and watch, eat eat eat...what they feed Corner office tavles, give me the best view in the hut
Feed me fear (informal gluttony)
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