[ilingku:030]
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[00:10.780]Just around 5 o'clock
[00:32.110]Cars are screaming around the block
[00:33.410]The boy is scared and looking around
[00:35.800]He's feeling a little bit anxious
[00:37.640]I think he's searching for his mother
[00:39.610]What did your find
[00:40.290]Auh
[00:40.440]White van
[00:40.820]Facing this prospect I set out for today's
[00:43.040]Over introspection I feast upon decay
[00:45.320]Around me is misfortune my avenue all spade
[00:47.160]Digging all the so called out diggers
[00:48.760]Digging his own grave
[00:49.890]Meet me mr
[00:50.760]Indecision watch his machine cave
[00:52.300]End up on itself and watch one debit I win and mince our way
[00:55.860]The seats are best from over there out behind the shade
[00:59.730]My diggers in their dirty coats their attitudes of spades
[01:11.670]Passing the inspection
[01:13.480]No
[01:13.780]Now this is everyday
[01:15.960]Special forces special boots
[01:17.940]The stock mark comes to pay
[01:19.970]Fancy men so over suited for the bible days
[01:23.990]Keep the prince in timely tints
[01:26.030]Ring out the barren child at play
[01:27.970]Christen me disaster
[01:29.950]At least that's what I say
[01:32.010]Into which the thing determines which rate he decays
[01:35.970]Keeping loads of sunshine I love the job I play
[01:40.030]Digging out this whole s**tty world digging it today
[01:52.500]White world
[02:02.870]Whitevan
[02:03.900]Fight the world
[02:13.770]Good afternoon
[02:17.930]What else did you find
[02:57.020]It's not color blind
[03:28.500]Feel indication my vindication
[03:32.100]To know nothing exists
[03:33.980]Opens all to what and if
[03:35.920]Portions of my emptiness
[03:37.850]Sitting by the open door
[03:40.180]Looking up to take it out
[03:41.960]Settle in to catch a show
[03:44.180]Readred situation dead indication
[03:48.260]Feels like a clock I ate
[03:50.000]Ticking in this toxic state
[03:52.000]Ready for an occupant
[03:53.790]Suck it to sniff the paint
[03:55.980]Sniffing up the weakest link
[03:57.940]Rising from the righteous stink
[04:00.220]See simulation speak
[04:02.170]To take a piece of me
[04:03.980]Hold onto walls of life
[04:05.890]Pull the chain
[04:06.770]When burning bright
[04:08.000]In a copter raise the rope
[04:09.940]Firmly placed around my throat
[04:12.010]Aging worm at sanding counters
[04:13.970]Slipping through my finger burn
[04:16.240]Each a seclusion my own intrusion
[04:20.380]Upon my waking state
[04:21.980]Each of us must face their fate
[04:24.010]Rolling we can grow some more
[04:26.040]Broken body pray on more
[04:28.000]Pulling through to face a fraud
[04:30.090]Pushing back to push some more