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Strung Out Agents Of The Underground

Crash right in ... take me down i'm not going anywhere please come and ... off the crown dig dig dig dig a little deeper i'll tell you anything you wanna

and photographs shout back in silence. Dead spaces echo an attack for the love of what we used to both call home. Wave a white flag and count me out

Somebody tell me how to get to Saint Maria. She has something gonna save my soul. She gives it to me, she don't care what I done wrong. As the sun begins

This portrait of reality, the fever and the sound. Our place in this gravity is nowhere 'til we hit the ground. Electrical and alkaline, rhetorical and

Save the trails chase down the sand and sun and the silence contemplates with everyone ...and digital display raising to the...really wanna know the

To be in the ... in the part a' real life perspection shifts to the right of my mind abstraction becomes true direction we're the sense in the ancients