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First single on Virtue, Vice, Grace and Sin
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Backwards, and forwards, and underneath, up again
I held your hand under the table then
when youth was not guile but comfortable
but now I tire of uncontrollable
laughter when I see you smile
Just capture it in a digital file
No, its not sexual; no, it's not romantic, it's so pedantic, but you're kind
I’m bland and made of cornmeal void of nutrition so spit me out
Seconds and minutes and hours are all the same
What do you do when time loses all meaning
Rent out your heart for minor fee?
Sleep late maybe for eternity?
Keep it bound and locked under the staircase
Just stay calm and wait for that next taste
No, its not sexual; no, it's not romantic, it's so pedantic, but you're kind
I’m bland and made of cornmeal void of nutrition so spit me out
I’ve lost the will to fight
But if you remember I've never fought before
Pacifistic, ascetic, and strong willed
Virtues, vices, grace and sin are all the same
No, its not sexual; no, it's not romantic, it's so pedantic, but you're kind
I’m bland and made of cornmeal void of nutrition so spit me out
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released August 2, 2013
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