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Do you ever feel like you're floating in time, showcased in brine and served like tapas & wine. One bite and I've been saved, your lips sauteed the rot. I'll binge forever on your embrace even when you've been and gone. From your first taste, leave none to waste, digested like a prawn. You'll hide the odor of my decay as I fall far from your thoughts. Dissolving in your wine, I'll be the print of your design and in the hour your bellyaches I'll be waiting here for the call. Do you ever feel like you're floating in time, showcased in brine and served like tapas & wine.

It's a shame our dreams have grown automated, shipped and sold. Kill the child to feed the drone, in the race to drop the soap. We're moving too fast, it just won't last. If we're losing touch we've lost too much. So we linger in the past and let the marching band keep in time. I wear the Same Blue Jeans Soon the world will burst at the seems, strangle us with our own Blue Jeans. Judas smiles above your soul, in the dark beneath the coal. We're moving too fast, it just won't last. If we're losing touch we've lost too much. So we linger in the past and let the marching band keep in time. I wear the Same Blue Jeans, Still dream the Same Blue Dreams.

The day is here, the cult descends as the last of an age find themselves in contempt. Its evolution and you're caught in its net, even God's only son had a niece in Tibet. Don't waste a feeling on me, you stay for doom I'll stay for tea. The heavens rage, the castle elates - one more cry to be equal, one more inch from their waste. Give one big cheer for the replica state, screaming Green, White & Orange until your Blue in the face. I don't mean to let you down, but that is all that I will do. Don't waste a feeling on me, you stay for doom I'll stay for tea.

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This could be the day, the day I find the needle in the hay. But every single day just feels the same, the same on Mountpleasant. This could be the place, the morning sun & the old familiar face. The happy happy thoughts bare naked in disgrace excite me for a second. These moments keep coming and going, again and again on Mountpleasant. All the highs and lows, I can't tell the difference any more. The rush of blood is deluding ever more, and fading with the weather. These moments keep coming and going, again and again on Mountpleasant.

Our choices are like voices, forever dancing in our they treat us like a ghost. A tug of war for every acre, an elastic rope blessed by your maker. You pull for bounty, I pull for plenty choking the masses with our noose around the world. Whiplash when the world your plunder comes at your expense. A tribe in chains in time will culminate in your sacrifice. These dreams of gold drip feeding our souls, conned by the tyrant industrial migrant. We host the raiders who charm the slavers, a state of chassis for us to ignore. I was dying to meet you but now I'm killing to please you, there's blood on our hands from delusions of romance. Who will cut the rope when the noose gets tight.

You were bound to a consciousness with sloth as a broker, where lust found an empty vein and pride tore it open. Choking your arm so the needle breaths coming up up and down until the mirror wakes the past. You play the pawn disguised as king, swinging through the jungle until you miss that branch. Sex, Drugs & Religion. A tear for the infidel, has the monkey gone sober. Jesus will anoint your tale with a handshake from Oprah. Now breaking hearts just to deal the sting, thinking love is Gods retribution taming the clowns. Your arm is numb and your mind recedes, swinging through the jungle until you miss that branch. Sex, Drugs & Religion. It's alright until your prints are on file. Sex, Drugs & Religion.

I found my head today drowning in the sun all for pities sake. The doom won't go away and the night is yet to come. God only knows we've been framed, caught on a lie and sold on a chain. I'll testify at my wake, when darkness answers. Am I a subject to love or a subject to chemistry. I turned my head to Bray, memories all interned make their escape from an age old labyrinth flexing in the dirt. We're out of time, the sun is setting on this pantomime. Pass the green and turn my blood to wine, make me a suspect of heresy. God only knows we've been framed, caught on a lie and sold on a chain. I'll testify at my wake, when darkness answers. Am I a subject to love or a subject to chemistry.

Quiet conversation, lost in translation I don't need an alibi. I just want to know what you're thinking and if the weight feels lighter now you're not alone. Love could be stronger, changing anything. I'll be your martyr if you deny me everything. I want to turn you on, stage an ending. But every step gets harder when karma beats the drum. The last dance will come, I hope you find that feeling the one that lifts you higher, the one that breaks your fall. Love could be stronger, changing anything. I'll be your martyr if you deny me everything. I'll take my chance and roll the dice, and hope that luck won't kill me twice. Love could be stronger, changing anything. I'll be your martyr if you deny me everything.