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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pyrrhon
Pyrrhon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Douglas S. Moore
Douglas S. Moore
Songwriter

歌詞

There are no crowds out on the streets
No neon lights, no beautiful people
Just vacant windows staring down
At the heaps of ash and charred rags
And the avenues yawn between
Ruins that spike like polygraphs
At the half remembered husks
Int he cordwood-bundled clouds
Why won't you fucking listen to me?
I'm so close to finding the right words
Look past the sores and the slurring tongue
And take my reality into your heart
You think I'm pathetic
But the truth is mine, not yours
Because when they cut me open
I saw the future coiled up inside
Written by: Douglas S. Moore
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