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Pinch history feel the pinch blistering<br />Pinch me in my dreams cause i'm still not listening<br />X marks the spot on your calendar days<br />A beard half eaten smiled crawling with legs<br /><br />Temper temper temperature<br /><br />Manuscript replica<br />(Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)<br /><br />In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots<br />The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face<br />In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots<br />The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face<br /><br />Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail<br />The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale<br />For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants<br />Mechanical panaceas absolved by history<br />Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality<br />The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet<br /><br />Temper temper temperature<br /><br />Manuscript replica<br />(cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)<br /><br />Squirming through cuts in a throat cut it... cut it...
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Pinch history feel the pinch blistering<br />Pinch me in my dreams cause i'm still not listening<br />X marks the spot on your calendar days<br />A beard half eaten smiled crawling with legs<br /><br />Temper temper temperature<br /><br />Manuscript replica<br />(Cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)<br /><br />In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots<br />The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face<br />In infrared is how we saw the night that lit up scarecrow plots<br />The nerve that pinches crippled hobbled frolicked flat on its own face<br /><br />Jigsaw pattern dominoes left a trail<br />The whites of their eyes polaroids of the tale<br />For our amusement we bring stares to the defendants<br />Mechanical panaceas absolved by history<br />Phonetic paralysis inflicted through morality<br />The seed that it nurtured was a wilted bouquet<br /><br />Temper temper temperature<br /><br />Manuscript replica<br />(cu-cu-cu-cu-cut it)<br /><br />Squirming through cuts in a throat cut it... cut it...
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