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Composition In Void
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Electronic
Composition In Void adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Warp Records tarafından 9 Şubat 2004 tarihinde yayınlandıNow Soon Someday
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Çıkış Tarihi9 Şubat 2004
FirmaWarp Records
DilEnglish
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Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM92

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Configuration sound that sense dislocation
Part of hearing, sent to flee your navigation
East of the equation, manner of no import
Levels never high enough to mention
It's insane, sensing thoughts digestible for dancing
The train felt superior, but alas
But the station stands fast
And I, an inner hungry furnace, wants to break free at last
Flames of blue light, grey, black, and white make smoke
In the heat of smell, the smaller heat
The world of modern light, hummingbirds' rotation
Turned at the door and animated men
The stars stepped to the rear of the dip
After the orange or the din of the cruel
Simultaneously smooth rhythmic head nods
Or hook, bass, and land steps
With no expression of pain under a hat full of rain
The fragrance of appealing meaning has no meaning
In the beauty of a babble when the baby's going goo
'Cause all creatures make merry under the pain of death
All creatures make merry under the pain of death
Ain't no stopping rabid rabbits from hip and hopping
Not even fungus on your mistletoe can stop the mystery flow
The telephone dial tone syndrome
Me for you, heads up, the blaze, the thing, enjoy
My verbal spank, the beats are bad boy
Instinctively maternal frustration flooding up through the Jane
Don't stop a river of rhythm as good as any
Pitching their principles for pennies
Echo the sorrow, no relief in every hole that holds a head
Every crevice in the creep that crept as if dead
Tomorrow's right now and life's a judge
For thought in every outlet that's deployed
Because existence has become a composition in void
Existence has become a composition in void
Limited in life, limited to death
Existence has become a composition in void
A composition in void, a composition in void
Existence has become a composition in void
Limited in life, limited to death
Existence has become a composition in void
A composition in void, a composition in void
Airlock youth, lend me your ear
All is silent, melts in air
Lost in the sauce, a bitter seasoning
A servant of the idea
The ticker, the thinker, the plotter, the plan is used
Birthed in method, dangle, dangle
In proportion to produce and bring desire
You're baited, fractured with the vision
That's a lover act, a murder mission of submission
That pain creates a character
Edifice is temple, distorted
Stretch, ache from the tension like a flooding stream was spreading
Re-enter saturated freaks who ripping the ruined lease
Phantasm spasm with enthusiasm
This chainsaw manicure
Swirls the youth past the point you are no more
Lifted by dual fingers
Make snakes dance in the soil of industry
They separate your limbs and eat your guts and ask for seconds
Make no bones about who owns your dreams
Captive is creation
I'll thumb up paper, rather than battle
To save the false teeth of cattle
Twist, twist, take a handshake
Brothers making earthquakes
'Cause that's what it takes to put the heart back in place
An echo of sorrow, no relief in every hole that holds a head
Every crevice in the creep that crept as if dead
Tomorrow's right now and life's a judge
For thought in every outlet that's deployed
Because existence has become a composition in void
Existence has become a composition in void
Limited in life, limited to death
Existence has become a composition in void
A composition in void, a composition in void
Existence has become a composition in void
Limited in life, limited to death
Existence has become a composition in void
A composition in void, a composition in void
Since the dawn is as old as the blight
Nocturnal emissions ooze artistry from jerked off people
With any sign of happiness snatched from their grasp
If the hole gets tighter, we are doomed
Written by: Robert Stewart
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