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SEVEN MARY THREE >> Merchandise Links
SEVEN MARY THREE
So you're sticky and you're young and your head is like a sponge Go to keep yourself, keep you from becoming one Get up off of your knees! You feel a tick in your stomach and it's eating towards your heart A subtle, constant shiver from the bottom to the top Get up off of your knees! Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering As revealed in the end there are parallels in life If there's fission in the bomb then there's fission in your mind Don't melt down on me! Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering Hang on to me Don't disintegrate as you're discovering There's a man in a dream doing laps around a lake Busy talking to himself livingdying just the same Don't think he was me! I believe the middle takes the man out to the edge and then I don't want to wait I can be a wall around you, under any covering I'll find you Hang on to me Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering Paint the caves of your existence with the colors of your mind find a color for commitment, one that satisfies Sounds easy to me! I can be a wall around you, under any covering I'll find you Hang on to me Don't disintegrate as you're discovering Hang on to me Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering
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