[ti:Sirens of Your Toxic Spirit]
[ar:Of Montreal]
[al:Lousy With Sylvianbriar]
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[00:02.86]
[00:13.58]What I recall
[00:15.71]Remembered past is insanity
[00:18.21]
[00:18.93]And the clatter
[00:27.74]
[00:28.81]Misapprehensions of
[00:30.93]Killing you but not
[00:32.99]Fast enough to really matter
[00:42.67]
[00:43.68]The flume of your struggle
[00:46.36]Is flooded with sorrow and
[00:48.68]Poisons everybody near it
[00:54.17]I'm not a patron of yours anymore
[00:57.86]Don't want to hear it
[01:03.61]The sirens are your toxic spirit
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[01:28.29]Of your addictions and shiftingness
[01:31.98]Inherited from your father
[01:43.60]I know you struggle to keep them in check
[01:47.01]But at this point why even bother
[01:57.54]
[01:58.48]The flume of your struggle
[02:00.61]Is flooded with sorrow and
[02:03.31]Poisons everybody near itI'm not a patron of yours anymore
[02:12.63]Don't want to hear it
[02:17.87]The sirens are your toxic spirit
[02:33.82]
[02:42.82]Well  friendships you have left
[02:44.82]Do not derive from love
[02:47.01]They're just a work form of charity
[02:58.21]I've wounded you and you've wounded you too
[03:02.06]At least we can feel good about the parities
[03:12.76]The flume of your struggle
[03:14.88]Is flooded with sorrow and Poisons everybody near it
[03:23.19]I'm not a patron of yours anymore
[03:27.07]Don't want to hear it
[03:32.57]The sirens are your toxic spirit