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"255" Lyrics by Vennart

Tethered to the punchline is a longing regret


A state of disassemble





Are you on a magic carpet? Are you caught in a net?


Of imperial entanglement


When we’re run right out of town and we’ve got all we’ll get


I will still remember


The cold dead stare no I’ll never forget


This web of your entanglements





Out of the cracks, out of the snow


I’ll follow you down or wherever you go

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