Thursday - Circuits Of Fever lyrics

rate me

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You are my blanked out pages <br>

All the wasted spaces <br>

The old weapons vanished <br>

Spit blood at dawn, closed forever <br>

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You're an ivory icon <br>

Held in glass, captive <br>

You're a falling column <br>

Sharp little teeth kiss goodnight <br>

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He was upside down and drifting in an <br>

Endless ocean of night <br>

The terror came in waves, each one <br>

Pushing him further from the shore <br>

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You are a fractured mirror <br>

Silver paper in the wind <br>

A desperate measure <br>

Sharp little circuits of fever <br>

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I can feel the unslept hours <br>

See all the traces <br>

I can hear the ticking of clocks <br>

Old record running down <br>

You can't replace it <br>

You get distracted by the sound <br>

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He hears an ocean in the dial tone <br>

Every night, after the sleeping pill goes down <br>

He wants to believe that he doesn't exist <br>

He's everywhere and he's nowhere all at once <br>

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We'll fill the blanked out page <br>

We'll burn the traces <br>

We'll turn the unslept hours to days <br>

Old record running down <br>

We'll flip it over and sing the songs <br>

We've never heard.<br>

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