Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Each one a failed synapses detached from fact One positive, one negative Desperate, holding on to healthy images
Remember witness, wattness, matters we’re not gonna make it Provoking everyone but no one gives a...
Half laugh, half sigh Half-sad, half-smile Losing ability to recall his half-life Burn from the stove Keys locked inside Dazed as impending anger turns up in reprise
Remember green light, keeper, easy and eyes on the road ahead Provoking everyone with all the words he said
Infectious
I won't speak of all that would have been Gained, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Outburst, these images are melding in my head
Remember Franken, Milkweg, Lintfabrik The weirdest we have seen Fires and blown-out tires Perfect tragedy
Infectious Infectious
But I won't think of all that should have been Waste, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend
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Copy to Clipboard: Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Each one a failed synapses detached from fact One positive, one negative Desperate, holding on to healthy images
Remember witness, wattness, matters we’re not gonna make it Provoking everyone but no one gives a...
Half laugh, half sigh Half-sad, half-smile Losing ability to recall his half-life Burn from the stove Keys locked inside Dazed as impending anger turns up in reprise
Remember green light, keeper, easy and eyes on the road ahead Provoking everyone with all the words he said
Infectious
I won't speak of all that would have been Gained, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Outburst, these images are melding in my head
Remember Franken, Milkweg, Lintfabrik The weirdest we have seen Fires and blown-out tires Perfect tragedy
Infectious Infectious
But I won't think of all that should have been Waste, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been
Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend
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