A towering emission Admit the truth Become the signal
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Rolling up tab ends that the baby's collected Waiting for the number that clicks on the wall. It's open season on the weak and the feeble Their meagre
( Mike Howlett ) Towers tumbled - all the buildings crumbled Volcanoes rumbled Insurance salesman mumbled Ballerians bumbled - all the heroes stumbled
heaviness, and weighted and waiting for something to unfold. Hallelujah! the sun is on our backs at last. It's been a long day driving past grain towers
would speak yo mind even if they get affended cuz ride off in the sunset with the street niggas cuz thats who i love standing next to capo twin towers
She asked me if I wanted to fuck so I spit in her face. Blatant disregard for the rules. She asked me to marry her so I slit her fucking throat. I told
I saw this alone The city was aflame Did I turn right in or turn away? Seems I went back home Holed up for a day Some say a year passed, but that's Okay
way to see our final days." I attempt to talk up the town: "the answers are in the arches of the 20th century towers and in comfortable cars in motion
and unheard The crossed heart Yellow worded and hard up The crowded clown on your knees With so many to please No room for who you leave Towers make
[Music: John Zwetsloot]
To a all setherials, the weaker ones To shatter and kill and make the world fall in the dark Call me insane, make me starve, but you can't make me fight
in Towers They're the soft boys and how Ghosts of Princes in Towers They're the sharp ones - they're now... So these Ghosts, these Princes in Towers
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She asked me if I wanted to fuck so I spit in her face. Blatant disregard for the rules. She asked me to marry her so I slit her fucking throat. I
I sail ((oh) what treasure can be found here!) And why must eyes face this Unearthly show of morbid climate Behind the Neptune hillsides They say the towers
I trust in this world Can I trust you or better not Are the politicians right Or should I better make my own world Towers in darkness reach the sky Towers
A Great Sin in His Eyes - And This too you would do!!! Transcend to A dream of basaltic submarine towers Of titanic proportions and Nightmare Angles
