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letra de fabrication - seris

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high on a soap-box
i see their eyes all aglow there
in submission

the lies they’ve been feeding;
they sell you lies under ceilings
of sistine

it’s not a prison they’ll take you to
inside the walls of restraint
nature is nothing if not extravagant
they’ll need your consent to break you for
preferring pleasure to pain
nature is nothing if not extravagant

it’s mine, motherf-cker
i said it’s mine, motherf-cker
don’t act surprised, beggar
emulation of gods is the natural response
in this new frontier

you’ll be holding out hands…
i’ll be shaking my head
vast is the wealth of words left unsaid

come on, reward me, i’ve been so good here;
redeem me within this world crowded with gethsemanes —
go on, convert me, i’ve slept so long here
i want to walk on the water
so come take my hand
lift me up, hang me out to dry
for i’ve tried to find the salvation in words
but i’m eating the rest of them

it’s not a prison they’ll take you to
inside the walls of restraint
nature is nothing if not extravagant
they’ll need your consent to break you for
preferring pleasure to pain
nature is nothing if not extravagant

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