Fresh Out of The Bus

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Talking to myself
and everything is so sweet
Can't afford more thoughts
it brings me back to your feet
Mindless beasts are there
asking for a new story
Standing close to them
reveals a feeling of fury
again,
so you'll take more
than you can handle
And hide beneath your blame
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Store your mind
get ready for next fire
Store your mind
then prepare it for next fire
The bright place will be taken away
we are ready to take black, and find your weaknesses
Store your mind
Then get ready for next fire
cause It will burn you down
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Talking to my myself
and everything is so sweet.
In this dream, you call it reality.
It brings you back to place, where people make sad stories.
Standing close to them, reveals a feeling of fury.
So you're standing on the edge of
the worst philosophy

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I throw myself into
Throw myself into you