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Sell your soul at the end of the road and I’ll sell my soul as well.
We’ve lost it all in the pit shopping malls and my heart feels hard as hell.
How could I have known that our love was soon to grow?
And how could I see my heartstrings ripped and torn at the seams.

Suddenly the past don’t seem so extraordinary to me,
all I see are blinders put up so I can hardly see what’s in front of me.

See yourself at the end of the night, as my head sinks into a chair.
You’ve given me so many things, yet all I can do is stare.
How could I breathe easily remembering everything?
And how could I see straight when I know that I’m the one who’s missing
a head, a heart, and all the signals usually sent back to the start?
I’m a green, living, breathing piece of machinery.
I just need a mechanic to fix me.

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from Falconcat ~ Year of the Wooden Horse, released November 4, 2014

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