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oakhands - samsa (or, the lack of constant lack) كلمات أغنية

jamestown in france, a warm summer night
have you felt the shake that burned alive
all these countless nights i spent in regress
but oh i digress from what’s really going on here
fell winter of our discontent
came to freeze our breath and cloud my aspects
would you stay for fear of beckoning my six limbed wrist
or the lack thereof

now i’m falling through
now i’m falling through
through concrete below
through concrete below

take a bow to hide your face
just promise that you don’t know why
yeah you don’t know why

cave lies fall
taking away what must be done

rotten apple in my back tell me how you’ve changed
tell me how these meddling noises made us all the same
you might want to stay away from me
for lack of constant lack spins me around
to the point of nausea

- oakhands

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