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In this blackout inertia will hold our thoughts
And the exit sign offers no light to see by
Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark
I can't see without you
when the world comes crashing down,
part with it, start over,
when the world comes crashing down,
these notes will fold themselves,
standing at the margin's edge
to see where the daybreak ends
We fell in this hole that opened up
givin up on hope, living without love
And we still type black lines
When the world is crashing down
These notes will fold themselves
Adjust the aperture to focus on the negative
Like phosohors in the darkroom ignite'
Like dodging faces in the corner of the print
Frame by frame this hole is opening up and we fall in
There's no such thing as whole
There is a hole in the world
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