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There's a vessel and it's sinking at sea An apparition that's beckoning me As the cold dark night brings on the sweat Slowly drift away Stuck down at the bottom Of the orange cylindrical state of mind What are we running from There's a distant sound of a melody Release me from this plane A life to live a sedative under the skin Bury it carry the cure Just let emotion set devotion within your heart To collect the death we sow Step out from the moonlight like it's a game we play The checkerboard is tainted drops of red will lead the way Black are the lies. Gold are the tongues of the glorified Command disease of the body and mind Stuck down at the bottom Of the orange cylindrical state of mind What are we running from There's a distant sound of a melody Release me from this plane A life to live a sedative under the skin Bury it carry the cure Just let emotion set devotion within your heart To collect the debt we sow Collecting sanity simply ready for the life That awaits your lead There's a distant sound of a melody And I won't leave this place
Writer(s): Dejan Angelovski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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