They snap my life to a tight grid
Suddenly, my head's melted wax to my bed
Sure-fire to be just days in advance
Quiescent protest, scrap coincidence
They snap my life to a tight grid
Suddenly, my head's melted wax to my bed
Sure-fire to be just days in advance
Quiescent protest, scrap coincidence
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