"The thoughts of yesterday forgotten
I like the way this new skin feels
Bring me splinters of tomorrow
Collect the parts where I win..."Egonomic
"A mass illusion
Blind men in a line
They smother their fires with gasoline
A stranger's contribution..."Minus
"Drug me, infiltrate my never land
Like the floodtide drowning the shore
Drug me, you're all over me
Watch my blood begin to boil..."|
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