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But It's Home
02:12
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Tapes are destined to fuzz
Magnetic particles move slow
Over time we're gonna lose the past
See a vision through the snow
And the books are fading in the sun
Pages yellow, colours start to run
Plastics crack and begin to crumble
Scratched up frames make a picture good
Bleached out polaroids bring back
Thoughts long gone and a note ignored
Ink worn brown from its black
I enjoy picking cobwebs
Blow the dust from the crevices
Sweep it out give yourself red eyes
From the past here’s the messages
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This Room Spins
01:49
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And I'm feeling quite faint
This room spins faster than it should
Sunlight Streaming in
Patterns on my retina
Everything you do is a waste of space
Everything you do is a waste of time
Counting the coins as they drop is fun
How many drunks fall in without meaning to
People I don't know are here and I scream
Have I succeeded?
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