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Spaceships in the jungle
In the field of ???
We've been driving through the desert
Looking for a life to call our own
I push, I pull, the days go slow
Into a void, we flirt with death
A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain
??? little things
Something's coming, sky is purple
Dogs are hounding to themselves
Days are changing with the weather
Like a riptide come rip us away
I push, I pull, the days go slow
Into a void, we flirt with death
A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain
??? little things
I push, I pull, the days go slow
Into a void, we flirt with death
A noise at last, ?? amass a ?? of pain
??? little things
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