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Shook
Say goodbye to the same old keys in ignition
We've been looking for something new.
Ghosts in paintings want for
nothing more than to
Get a scope
On a brand new
way to see through
The veils so cold
you don't know how dark it's getting.
And there's no warmth in the
definition of the word and as a matter of fact
most of them just fall through
As a matter fact I can't
recall how many times I've seen it
with my own two eyes
while I'm gritting my teeth
And my whole world view
shook apart and I lost the balance
I fell
and came loose
We've been looking for something new.
Ghosts in paintings want for
nothing more than to
Get a scope
On a brand new
way to see through
The veils so cold
you don't know how dark it's getting.
And there's no warmth in the
definition of the word and as a matter of fact
most of them just fall through
As a matter fact I can't
recall how many times I've seen it
with my own two eyes
while I'm gritting my teeth
And my whole world view
shook apart and I lost the balance
I fell
and came loose
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