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our great depression is our lives pt. 2 - fire, said the albatross lyrics

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the conviction/
to reason with/
options…
that i’ve been presented with

manipulate the thoughts that has been forsaking me/
one track mind to redefine

another obsolete product no one else sees/
i’m infused with thoughts that…

without control lucidity awakens me/
complete with the hindrance…

of the invisible transaction/
do you accept?

indulgence of/
sympathy above
mortality is granting me/
my wish for blissful closure

softly whispering/
with every wakened breath
she’s singing to me/
(that thе mourning is too steep)
the harsh murmurings/
guided by blackenеd shades/
their purposes have remained/
(a relic of ancient gains)

what is it i’ve become/
no need to pretend
has everything been done/
to live in fiction?

being inside this home/
given that this is fate

it’s shameless to feel/
the sorrow’s so real
that i’ve been set free/
so i don’t resist the hate

let go of me/
with everything i’ve seen
like a correspondence/
bringing me to whats coming

astral physicist/
tell me what/
i’ve become….
now! i live with this guilt

this destination/
with all of it’s intensities/
i swear i’ve been laid here before

threshold exposed/
intensified by reserved complies
lingering regrets/
they’re adorned from the guilt of affairs

from this view/
of gregarious contours/
it’s glorious, and honestly
we are seen as commodities

associated without balance/
corrupted without chances

we’re refined from the touch/
from his common placed god complex

search for loss/
find relief
at all cost/
stay asleep
this guttural juncture/
leaves me with my thoughts

softly whispering/
every wakened breath
she’s singing to me/
that the mourning is too steep

the harsh murmurings/
guided by blackened shades
their purposes have remained/
a relic of ancient gains

tension to find happiness in relief/
keeping me inside this symmetry
proportionately under*achieved/
from all of these things that i have seen

they hang themselves/
clenching with their t**th
an adamant process/
that’s ever so fixated

on an image that protrudes transcendence/
meticulous phases, they form stipulations

the proper elegance/
to accept my exit
concerned relevance/
this place is pre*fixed

the manufactured recollection/
(away from salvation)/
outlined from the outside

fabricated dreaming pools/
(living despair, gasping for air)/
brings me back to where i reside

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