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I have heard the war and worry of the gospel Ferry fast across the void I have married broken spoke chargin' smoke wheels Spit and swallowed opioids I am the driver at the wheel of the horror Marching circles at the gate Mine eyes have seen the fury So flattered by fate Tonight, I'd rather count the warm fuse internally Subtract the silence of myself I would rather choose a [?] minded mystery Reverse the riddle for my health I'll unwind strange rhymes overpowering Toss the chimneys in the sea I believe I've seen the finger Devine extremities Please come closer to the feather smooth lens fire Sadness is my luxury Will you ever join the [?] before I die More aware of it than me The [?] are [?] stone, the kids are unabashed Loneliness postponed Mine eyes deceiving glory I was born to die alone From Letras Mania