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Analog Rebellion
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In The Style Of A Tight Rope Walker
you took my hand from the smoking gun and held me like a son in light of all i said i'd do you placed me in a cell
i'd do the same if i were you honest as a priest i held my face up to the sky in the style of a tight rope walker
i spread my arms and tried to glide Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com in honour of a failed semester i picked my life up piece by piece in the style of an awful metaphor
i took a step to silence you what else could you possibly do? i held my face up to the sky i practiced all my silly lies
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