Thought Industry - Watercolour Grey lyrics

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Thought Industry - Watercolour Grey lyrics

Half man. Lathe Secada died, thus causation be concomitance I'll empathize, like grangers melting chocolate drip smeared on Dublin ties Because your laughing on with a memory Laughing while I berate myself. I wasn't there for the landside that's coming to terrorize you Up she yawns time to shake. Waking up for her new day Combing out her grease paint hair with a smoke and a coffee If your God is fake. Scarred like you on your new day I will come and paint your face watercolor grey Madulin. Thespian conspired. Our county fair revisions lay red and atomized Some pompous phrases on wine. My combine splits the sky I'll be with you again

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