Isle of No-Man

Behold, all of man end in everydayness
 In order to measure up to perfection
 Tick tock, tick tock
 The clock goes on
 How about spontaneous combustion?
 How about whatever makes your world go round
 To find the way to your savior
 Choice is truth or lie
 Virtue or sin
 Depression or liberation
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 But not for you (not for you, not for you)
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 Non-existent is the road paved in front of you
 That lightened path towards upheaval
 Just a shadow cast from the solitary tree
 On the Isle of No-Man
 Beloved be the light
 But all ways lead towards the dark
 I forgive you for going astray
 Life is death inhaling now
 And death seems life-defining somehow
 So let's just go home
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 Beloved be the light
 But all ways lead towards the dark
 I forgive you for going astray
 Life is death inhaling now
 And death seems life-defining somehow
 So let's just go home
 Let's just go home
 Let's just go home
 Let's just go home