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Your hireling spoke to mine got way too closetalked lackey-talk for all I knowgot the jist from the flunky's fist she was not impressedPlummet sky wipe the sleep right back into your eyesyour world's gone grown spaced and splintered on the soft insidessore to the core spurned and burning down just one layer moreFolks assume a certain distance (we need that certain distance)mortality like a slap on the back cocky and pacified with paphinderin' hamperin' hands of mud suck me bloodless breathless dudPlummet sky wipe the sleep right back into your eyesyour world's gone grown spaced and splintered on the soft insidessore to the core spurned and burning down just one layer more Aus Songtexte Mania