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Album: Tohuvabohu Lyrics: Intimal, obsolete I overslept, arrived too late If nothing is as nothing does I guess my time has come Weather underground is overcast and chilly Then the truth is never pretty When you wield it like a gun Quick, catch me, lost control My pants are down, I’ve been exposed It’s not the way it looks, I swear There’s nothing I wouldn’t dare Give a little, take a lot A kingdom built upon the rot If power comes so easily Then nothing but the best for me Hey you, hold on, stop right the
