The Weekly Wars Songtext

Number Twelve Looks Like You, The

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The Weekly Wars Songtext
I am my own killing moon

The hunter and the prey

A Baptism in dirty water

Escaped from the crucifix

but still carry the weight
A baptism in dirty water

These impure thoughts lead to soulless action

And the cycle continues

Furthered by the thoughts of a confused soul

A man with no release

Cornered by his own thoughts

Slowing the rotation of the cogs and he gears

A Halting machine

A Haunting machine

A man with no release
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