Woorden: Sparta. Wiretap Scars. Cut Your Ribbon.

Wake Up
Can You Hear Me?
You're so cleaver
Did you find me?
In the backroom
In your closet
In your suitcase
There's no running
I will find you
Like the glacier
Cuts the seabed, leaving Canyons
In your cheekbones
passing through you
in the shadows, scenes undo you

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Cut Your Ribbon
As it follows you
Everything, Everything
how can you sleep at night
As it falls apart
everything, everything
how can you sleep at night

Face it
Can you hear it?
Violation, You'll remember
It's all harmless
incidental, disengaging
these thoughts break you
conscious, vicious
it has found you
monovision, synapse fails you
frequent syndrome
stings and burns through
monovision, then dilutes you

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Can you escape these motives (x3)

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