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We’re standing in a line to disappear.
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We’re standing in a line to disappear.
Fear for fear, annihilate it all.
If only I were holy in your eyes.
I’ll cling to your ashes and fade into blue
We’ll dance until the end is nigh.
There’s no refuge from the weight of the impending deluge.
Tapped out and tearing at the seams.
I am not what you want, what you want is long gone.
The cure is falling like rain, look towards heaven.