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so those tales from the crypt were quite the hit out here in the void
with all us lost boys had are madness in your salted grip just how you designed it
me myself i was hiding from that sound time and space breaking down
just some bone with no heat that needs a pick some infinite cognitive dissidence

you go head bunting songs down somebody's street
i was head banging not playing just praying to your beat