Taken from their album Hysterics, I do not own nor take part in the making of this piece of music. I am simply a fan.
Enter: fragments, cast offs, one offs
Exposed from your everyday life
Intelligence arose from every striking pose
And oh, I know they like the fragility of handmade
There's a sense of decay as they control
Some burn, some melt
Until significance, a cruel awakening as irrelevant as honesty
Wake up, realise, disappear
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