Fighting the Current Strains the Brain
Flaming pineal glands Captain God was it something I ate or does it just accumulate over the years like heavy-metal poisoning Too much too soon too late tomorrow how will I
know what to keep and what to leave behind No one even makes a pretense of giving a shit Stretched out against the g-force singing through my teeth I pause to reflect on the
nature of evil and dull the keen edge of desire Reft at an early age let me tell you here's an area that still needs investigation how we can buy peace of mind on time with
low interest and an easy payment plan Possession is nine-tenths of something O say can you hear me singing to dull the edge and mend the rift Tis of thee
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