Letra de The Mute Wide-Open Eye Of All Things
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In her spacious apartment
And the demands of her children
She'd feel the firm grip of fate
And the demands of her children
She'd feel the firm grip of fate
When silence of bath water
Put [?binds] in the buffalo
Come disrupting in it
Compose the dramatic insistence
An [intrin?] mystery
A happiness of the body
A self contained, they're not defined
I feel the nausea
An eerie [?splen]
Well I sense the tide!
Put [?binds] in the buffalo
Come disrupting in it
Compose the dramatic insistence
An [intrin?] mystery
A happiness of the body
A self contained, they're not defined
I feel the nausea
An eerie [?splen]
Well I sense the tide!
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