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as the neuro-transmitters go crazy inside of me
you swear you're leaving town
empty promises empty promises.

I am watching the way the wind seems to pass straight through

No Love Lost

Joy Division

Substance

1988

the time would come.
Just to see you torn apart,
Witness to your empty heart.
I need it.
I need it.
I need it.

Through the wire screen, the eyes

No Love Lost

Warsaw

An Ideal for Living: The Demos

the time would come.
Just to see you torn apart,
Witness to your empty heart.
I need it.
I need it.
I need it.

Through the wire screen, the eyes

let it be, Won’t let it be, Won’t let it be
Catastrophe
Won’t let it be, Won’t let it be, Won’t let it be
Catastrophe

Shops are empty,
My heart is too,

friend and me,
and we were drunk on some hennessy.

Look, I got buffers, but i don't get whipped like cream,
buffers with big bums fillin' up jeans.

You sidestepped, left
Space for a buffer in meeting
A sign of life
A process that runs, empty of meaning
I carved you out
A hunt for the quarry I've

Oooooo, It's so hard to take it
Somebody set me free

My glass if half empty
And my buffer is full
My load is too heavy
For me to pull

My breakers are

my place
I am a buffer
I had the sight
I knew it always
Came down to this
Traitor by virtue
1000 empty words
Ignite that silent scream
200 faceless

last

The streets are empty the lights are out
No one left to hear your shout
The radio hums with a dying breath
As the DJ speaks of life and death

might lay out concerted glow

Buffer - the shape of gloom
And form
Lists only pardons for the hardy, leap back

Leap back
Dissolve fall's empty promise

Start-Up Processes, then allow Flash.

Refresh empty my Cache until I Paste using my Extension.
Why didn't I use Virus-Prevention
Her Cyberspace is a little

Streets are hot
And walking out is
Taking up the news
Climate sometimes changes
For the better
Open eyes and waking
Seems to empty out the pews
Love

knows what lies above
The winds that whirl the dust of ages
It ponders life and love

Of what does it dream
In its cold and empty world?
Where does it

memories beginning to obstruct
Caught up making real mistakes searching for a bluff
Buffer in the blur but the feeling's not enough
Empty sheets and dirty

knows what lies above
The winds that whirl the dust of ages
It ponders life and love

Of what does it dream
In its cold and empty world?
Where does it

Soul
When I wondered, why my
Daily headaches thundered
Tried to buffer, pushing
Down the pain I suffered
Mutilated, feeling so
Humiliated
Cannot

Then we get major payment
Sign ya life away
Empty hoorays
Damn, how'd a dream this real
Become so gray
What you want do
Do for love (know I do)
You tried

the code
While you worthless muggle wont get around the training zone
Your properties do clutter vessel of an empty soul
You Want that bread and butter never

these empty cases
Doubter, devour
Downers got me drowning with my shadows in the basement
Okay, i guess I’ll listen to your fucking statements, yuh yuh

the Password
Does she have a Virus, now I am disturbed
No, start over focus, I need to Reboot before I Crash
My Start-Up Process, then allow Flash
Refresh empty

at night
if I knew you weren't doin' alright.
You think I'm sounding too petty?
Should've thought about that before you left me.

My heart is empty like

opposite of smoker
Buffer slow I be a loader
Constellations out of floaters
I got no drip but she be a soaker
I can't tell vivid from lucid
Me and music,

I compliment bad habits to the Max Well
Bags swell, big ass sacks, Buffer than Bagwell
Specializing in the glass field
My last sale, thought I was

come to the light
Shit I feel like Michael Buffer when I talk in the mic
Where I'm from ain't got yo strap you got to roll with a knife
Fam ain't showing