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Empty Walls
05:57
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Contaminated Liquid
00:33
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I am a Method Actor
02:45
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Calm Yer Language
01:09
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Overwhelmed
08:07
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1. Feel the swelling in your gut, it won't be long now 'til they find you. Time will carry on without you. There's no way out of this cage you've built from brains. And I don't struggle any less to understand your backwards logic just 'cause everyone else bought it. Shooting thorns at my carapace from up at the bell, so I'll see you in hell. Feeling a little overwhelmed. My mind is compromised, for illusions have been fed to it, spinning me headless. I'd like to this this will be over soon, but I know it won't. I got here myself and I will leave here alone. Only time will tell. Racing back to the one place I know it's safe, temporary insanity enables my legs. Feeling...overwhelmed. I can see beyond the tops of the trees. The ghosts are flying free. And they're coming to carry me. I never thought I'd get this far. The world doesn't seem so large. I can see through all of her scars. So think of the things living here. Time is precious and dear. There is nothing left to fear. The skies part and turn to red. The ground shakes. Heads swell. Time stops.
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