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all my fingers and toes

ten is the burnt bodies of two murdered young lovers who previously played tennis and lived off a trust fund

nine is the reverse symbol of a tripled number for those who still remember the lost language of aramaic
if it does'nt speak english
we have to eat it

eight is the way waves crest and fell

seven when july started to share the likenesses of december

six was
and always will be the tomorrow that never comes

five preparing constantly for the apocalypse that's already here

four for a cry for water and corpses buried in the sand

three is the number of gr8 ones with a wish
for 1 more

two times the way of the worm
twice the man divided

first place goes to the strive[strife] for divinity
which are days long gone

the world and i are now way past zero

 i am the negative one

yet we still sing
it's too late
yeah it's too late
my most constant mistake
was to care
i tried rehab
but they can't fix me there

upon sunrise
i can still see the darkness through the cracks
days are too long
ten minute too slow
solo
for a five minute song
i still wait for the break
and don't believe that if hitler and i
 repent
we should still get heaven
Written by johnrot
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