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This diamond flow |
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I hear, this shiny hole |
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I wearThis broken rock we breathe was once a lifeless square |
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We welcome you to here, it isn't so |
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I fearWe wouldn't want to stay another perfect day |
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Vines break the stone and they twist around everyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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Signs stand alone and they don't point for anyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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To walk across this field, this diamond field of seeds |
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They break and block the sun across a dying sea |
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The warming of the stone, the blood begins to freeze |
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The diamond dust it turns and floats upon the sea |
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Vines break the stone and they twist around everyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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Signs stand alone and they don't point for anyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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This diamond flow |
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I hear, it isn't so |
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I fearWe wouldn't want to spoil another perfect year |
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Vines break the stone and they twist around everyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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Signs stand alone and they don't point for anyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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Vines break the stone and they twist around everyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
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Signs stand alone and they don't point for anyone |
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Blanket of weeds |
