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you can get anything that you want
in a particular array of styles
and you’re addicted to the photographs
but your subscription to the magazine is running out

you can keep everyone satisfied
by the choices that you make in life
and dressing to impress your neighbor
but our sun_dried bones will probably look the same

in the end we’re semi_permanent
with a low partic_p_tion rate
no membership required to find yourself in someone else’s sad routine

i can’t help but get еxcited at
the possibility of other planеts
so i rock myself out of the contract
the blood from my cut_up hands
from my hands

maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
we take the scissors to the line
k!ll ourselves and make a difference

maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
there’s nothing left here to enjoy
i think we’re ready for the asteroid
you can feel anything you want
you can (?) with the shred of doubt
and you’re addicted to synthetic stimulation but the medicine is running out

and i’m feeling like a mustard seed
through the abysses of infinity
and i’m terrified to fall asleep and find myself in someone else’s broken dreams

we should all go back to what we were
when everyone was worshipping the sun
and avoid success at any cost and have no idea what we should become

or you can meet me in another world
where we’re mesmerised at the design
we’ll never know, we’ll never know, we’ll never know what it is when it hits us from behind
from behind

oh_ho_ho

maybe, when the tension’s overflowing
we take the scissors to the line
k!ll ourselves and make a difference

maybe, when you feel it all collapsing
there’s nothing left here to enjoy
i think we’re ready for the asteroid
maybe, if you speak to me more clearly
we wouldn’t need a new connection
pick it up and find a better place to float away

and i’m begging for forgiveness
lose my superstitious fears and count the hours down from 24 to 1

and i’m feeling pins and needles
everything is seeming needless
acupuncture all the evil things away

wash your blood_stained hands in no man’s land
and it hits you like a wave
that we could always finish this another day

- preoccupations

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