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04.Peace & Quiet |
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After the red ants, the black-out come peace and quiet |
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Those little foot-prints fleshed out calm in my mind |
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I lay like a compass, digits accusing the sunrise |
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Rain-drops abseil the window and flinch through the hurt cries |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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my nerve's on the |
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My bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
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After the hunt and the sweat now comes peace and quiet |
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Your head on my heart anchored the storm in my eyes |
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I lay like a carcass, your lips never letting the blood dry |
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And so I pray for tomorrow and wait listening out for a reply |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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my nerve's on the |
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My bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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And the tide of my bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
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I feel this great pressure coming down on me |
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my nerve's on the |
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My bliss, pulling at your sympathy |
