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All my books lay on the table - - waitin' to unfold.I sit & stare at my reflection - where the darkness dulls my bones.
My head fills like a junk shop - - in desperate need of repair.
The path of least resistance leads to the............garbage heap of despair. (I think I'd better get back in bed!)"I'm just a symptom of the moral decay -thats gnawing at the heart of the country"
You can't destroy your problems - by destroying yourself,DEATH - is not the answer for your soul may burn in hell
My memory my fond deceiver -- is turning all my past into pain.
While I'm being raped by progress -
Tomorrow's world is here to stay.(they wouldn't have it any other way)
Jeremy Meek - bass guitar
Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals
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