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there is something i seem to need, habits growing as i breathe, i call it love although it breaks me, on second thought, i fear it fakes me. on the list of things sought after: comes in grams or by the decanter. freezing time, i fall behind, a second guess, i'm changing my lines. no, oh no. reflection to a point of inability. stop, please go. timing wasn't made to be right. the rules are made, i wanna break 'em at my own pace. i've felt like a fool before, against my will, but nevermore. yes, oh yes. vibrations at a comfortable frequency. no false starts anymore, when i go it's the way it's meant to be. you just go, your assumptions are all wrong. thinking you know is a lock-up guarantee. the control is myth, man-made, you just go. don't be scared it's not real anyway.

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from Scrape Your Voices on the Stars, released February 1, 2014

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