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| Pinback Autumn of the Seraphs Torch This planet’s old, cold, dead, and crashing into us. You gotta know I’m no “End of Days” man. That piece doesn’t go. Just tug at the frayed ends. Pull it (you) apart. No fingers. No feelings. I’d push the buttons, but I can’t feel those things. And it’s all I sing. And it’s all icing. Blood falls over me. Brings me back to a distance shot in the rubber parts. I can’t stay there. See you inject yourself with it. Circles and squares surround us We need to hide. You’re close to me I push away. The Circles and Squares Are gonna collide. Surround us.. |
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