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The Grand Skeptic
Lucidly, they're walking amongst the satellites As feet converge with stone; each step they feel alone
Divergent ceilings falling? Encapsulating lights? Once the birds have flown, deficits will elope
A tree is said to bear the fruits which replenish their façade A man can't help but pray for substance It's a lossless art
Candid dreams are mocking the birds that wish to fly This nest was built from loans, blood, sweat, tears and bones
Divergent ceilings falling? 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Encapsulating lights? Once the birds have flown, deficits will control what is left to take Modernize our mistake
A tree is said to bear the fruits which replenish their façade A man can't help but pray for substance. It's a lossless art
I'm not the god they wanted In fact, I'm not a god at all The father you say brought life will answer to no one
What is left to take? Modernize our mistake
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