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All Words and Music: Rene Rosa Anatomic dolls move, Shifting in the wind. Waiting on line, For their first chance to sin. Ganglia shroud my brain, And hide it from the sun. My eyes blink simultaneously, Until they become one. Life becomes Death becomes Life becomes Death becomes Us all waiting patiently, For our last breath. Puppies howling at the moon, For their first chance to come. If they lose their concentration, Quickly will they run. I will not give up my chance, Until I know it's through. And just when I thought I would come, I fell in love with you. Life becomes Death becomes Life becomes Death becomes Us all waiting patiently, For our last breath. Life becomes Death becomes Life becomes Death becomes Us all waiting patiently For one last breath. |
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