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Arrested Impulse
I strike up these thoughts like a wet match. It's never quite there. Inspiration falls short as the time never helps.
I close my eyes and let perfection... wash over me. I close my eyes and let, perfection, wash over me.
Faking like words are enough to describe what I feel. Why, would he feel, like that? It is simple. It just takes time for realization to set in.
It just takes time, for, realization...
I wish the weather, would get better here. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com For our sake. I wish, the weather, would get better Here for our sake. For our... sake.
The sickening feeling, of something always going wrong.
A closed eye doesn't shut anything besides light. Anything, besides, light.
A hymn for the angels... listening. Please carry us untill there is nothing left.
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