Unleashed the desperate moments against us
Merely infecting, broken with all the lust
Head against the ground, third time in a row
A new wave, sudden applause, a brand new low
Just me and my head. Bright yellow frames.
A gong heard right up ahead, no silence upon the names
It's just another time, another try
This too will pass, the sea is yet to dry.
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