[ilingku:016]
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[by:天琴实验室AI生成v1.0]
[00:56.940]Casually break my fingers so I can't work the key
[01:07.980]The master painters all look ashamed
[01:12.960]They don't know the thrill of a jukebox fade
[01:19.740]Church bells ringing out commercials for Jesus
[01:30.660]The future ex-girlfriends all promise to leave us
[01:41.820]I dreamt of this well
[01:48.210]Bringing you back to live in burnt out motels
[01:53.160]It's my junk mail dream to turn this car around
[01:58.590]And drive back down to where my body was found
[02:04.080]They say I was focused on slowing down time
[02:15.780]Hands inside the clock when I was hit from behind
[02:26.340]There's a possibility
[02:29.010]This predictability
[02:31.650]Will eventually grow wild and bend
[02:37.200]Then I'll know
[02:40.290]I never meant to meet you
[02:45.690]But that's what the sequence puts you through
[03:32.580]Curse this mind control
[03:38.580]Making me leak these ideas so very slow
[03:43.530]I'm an excerpt of an abridged serial
[03:48.840]You never had a job so menial
[03:55.080]To keep track of track of distractions that impede my path
[04:04.440]And pinpoint their origin and slice them in half
[04:16.320]But there's a possibility
[04:19.079]This predictability
[04:21.690]Will eventually grow wild and bend
[04:26.940]For better or worse
[04:30.390]I never called the cab a hearse
[04:35.850]I answered questions with a pause
[04:41.280]And tried to break what you defend
[04:44.790]But ended up drifting far from shore
[04:52.470]Washed up in some foreign land
[04:57.360]And tried to find a way back home
[05:01.080]But when I did you shrugged and said
[05:08.370]Here's where the echo sequence ends