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the last time I will travel down this road Unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown This retribution for your lies I see the deceit in
Gaurdian, Anger And Death's tunnel vision Bad thing in collision The locking of eyes and jagged antler Unpicking the seams of fate sewn over dreams
heads Your emotional jigsaw Unpicking hidden nonsense pieces From your squashed muse Queen Mab in a chessboard scarf Points at the blackness,
That drip drip On invisible heads Your emotional jigsaw Unpicking hidden nonsense pieces From your squashed muse Queen Mab in a chessboard scarf Points
you out of shape your ego expands and contracts unpicking the threads of your peace of mind as the fabric unravels, I come fae a lineage were ye dae
The tragic tale of our city Forgotten his-tor-y Or will they just say: Same old, same old new you see But your same old austerity Is unpicking the lives in
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