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Slow Waves
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She's running in circles, as she's coming undone.
But in this screaming silence, there's nothing to be won.
The colours on your walls look faded and old,
They're covered with posters of a revolution that never took hold.
Chorus:
And there's a little light shining from a corridor,
That's gonna show you your vanity.
But sometimes your sorrows washed down with a shotglass,
Is the key to your sanity.
And she dances in a broken cadence,
As she's reaching her extremity.
But sometimes your sorrows washed down with a shotglass,
Will bring you sweet serenity.
Your virginal flesh, torn at by piercing words.
But as you're bleeding your blood's running cold, just like hers.
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We were young and beautiful, with stars in our eyes.
But now death only comes creeping closer as the days go by.
And a following shadow comes to drag you back down,
So you feel like a cigarette left on the pavement of a frozen ground.
(Chorus)
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