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[00:00.01]Beginning to Fade - Django Django
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[00:25.24]Mantras are falling through ceiling  good morning
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[00:29.73]Words that are snatched and weighed under
[00:32.56]I'm yawning
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[00:34.11]Dollars confusing  they multitude blurring
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[00:38.80]The feeling that something's not right
[00:40.98]You've wallowed all up the things that you found
[00:43.40]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[00:46.28]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze
[00:49.28]Say aye  got that light up  this what you found
[00:52.41]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[00:55.36]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's say haze
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[01:12.70]Seems the grail meets as there greets is where
[01:16.02]Hundreds of stories worth told before open doors
[01:20.58]Close the doors  corners of pages have folded down
[01:25.26]Left around  beginning to fade in the sun
[01:28.69]Got that light up  this what you found
[01:30.77]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[01:33.86]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze
[01:36.67]Say aye  got that light up  this what you found
[01:39.83]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[01:43.00]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze
[01:46.11]Say aye  got that light up  this what you found
[01:48.83]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[01:51.90]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze
[01:54.81]Say aye  got that light up  this what you found
[01:57.91]Gun in my lap  melody the ones that condescend
[02:00.87]And falls away like a dog from yesterday's haze
[02:03.91]Say aye