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This place is damp and ghostly I'm already gone And the halls were lined with the disembodied And dustly wings Which fell from flesh Gasplessly And i go where the trees are And i walk from a higher education For now, and for hire It beats me, but i do not know It beats me, but i do not know It beats me, but i do not know I do not know Palaces and stormclouds The rough straggly sage and the smoke And the way it will all come together In quietness, and in time Bitch! You laws of property Bitch! You free economy Bitch! You unending afterthoughts; You could've told me before Letras de cancionesNever get so attached to a poem, you Forget truth that lacks lyricism, and Never draw so close to the heat, that You forget that you must eat Oh woe. In order to make The music Seems i must break so many things Turn over Like bracken And sea shrapnel Graced by the tongue of the beetle Green sea Let each note be A full bodied song Enough fingers Enough toes Skin to cover The wreckage, bloody beat Enough belly Enough feet From Letras Mania