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There's a slug
In my head
In my head

Quite enough
To rip my shadow
Quite enough
To let it burn, though
It's coming to life
Out of the black hole
Out of the state
Of restless crows
Crows

There's a slug
In my head
In my head

Quite a lot
To lose everything
Hardly enough
To have a lot
So crouching reptiles
They are my best friends
And honesty clowns
Are brain-dead
Dead

I still believe the fathomless tide will end
Effacing every weightless shape
And new space will unfold itself
On a wide stiff frame
On a wide stiff frame

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