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A blanket of ash
Smothers all
From sea to sand
The sun shines black
Why so soon, did the horizon vanish?
Why so soon, was the mantle ravaged?
Why so soon, did the dust flow rapid?
Why so soon?
How could you, forewarn the masses?
How could you, predict the madness?
How could you, protect the balance?
How could you?
Why, so soon, so cruel?
Just don't
Don't let them fool ya'
Think of that night
Don't let them fool ya' (Don't let them fool ya')
What wasn't right?
You remember
The screams and the cries
Yet you
Accuse and deny
You theorize
Was this a mass homicide?
You remember (So soon)
The screams and the cries
Yet you
Accuse and deny (So soon)
You theorize
Was this a mass homicide?
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When the Morning Comes
03:12
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Love dies
When the morning comes
The screws were so loose
Long before we met
Thought all along
That you'd right every wrong
A love sincere
But it's crystal fucking clear
That I'm not the one
You deserve the sun
And them some
I've become a facsimile of
Who raised me I'll
Break the mold
Just let me show
--FARSI TO ENGLISH TRANSLATION--
I want you
In my life
If i cannot
What
What will i do?
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What wil i do?
You can tell me but I don't
I don't
I don't
I don't
And i don't
Want to be
Alone
I don't
I don't
I don't
I don't
I don't
I don't
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The sounds of the circus surround ya'
Around ya'
Scary clowns gather
But have no fear
You're safe my dear
Just follow my ring, and sing, and dance
And join hands
With the rest of the band
Heed my command
Hear the chants
Listen to
The circus sounds surrounding ya'
And the man in the yellow hat
He cracks his whip
Calls you his bitch
Doesn't let you buy your favorite kind of
Chips at the supermarket
Or those chocolate-covered sticks
Makes you take some pictures and eat peanuts that
Poison your mind, make you cry, while you lie
A victim to his disguise
Makes you lose
Your mind
Once curious, now furious
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grease weasel Brooklyn, New York
I record my music in my laundry room, and my only goal in life is to make music for you to wag your finger to.
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