Peeled Apples

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You know so little about me
 What if I turn into a werewolf or something?
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 The more I see, the less I scream
 The figure eight inside out is infinity
 The naked light bulb is always wrong
 They make your brain complete
 Then they blow it to kingdom come
 
 Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot
 Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out
 A series of images against you and me
 Trespass your torments if you are what you wanna be
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 I once impersonated a shopwork dummy
 The Levi jean always has been stronger than the Uzi
 A dwarf takes his cockerel out of the cockfight
 Falcons attack the pigeons in the west wing at night
 
 Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot
 Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out
 A series of images against you and me
 Trespass your torments if you are what you wanna be
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 Riderless horses on Chomsky's Camelot
 Bruises on my hands from digging my nails out
 A series of images against you and me
 Trespass your torments if you are what you wanna be
 

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Duration
03:33
Key
9
Tempo
130 BPM

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