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Bluelighter
In a hidden shadow no creature has to hide
because they're already in the dark
Experimenting with the physical laws of nature
and what can be conjured with the contents of a melting soul.
Possibilities are endless and the power is unstoppable.
Since teardrops are deadly, all emotions are drowned out as long a possible.
Crippled in the act of a miracle, begin flying around the mind of a self-imitated, almost incriminated, side-blinded, swept up dust particles of a lonely, stoner superhero.
No matter how hard he tries, you'll never be caught,
You'll never once have to touch down in the presence of a goal.
You can keep going on without a worry forever and never slow down
or share this world that is yours.
It's a personal symptom and an underrated prick,
just the same as a junky homesick, locked up and strained to the whip.
Sluggish and flushed with sorrow,
a nightmare filled with the disease of carefree,
and instead of getting stabbed and chased by the demon placed in a killer's dream,
you're instantly at peace with the world tucked away somewhere you can't even think to know.
Not to worry, the music will do the rest,
The love, the home, the place where you sleep,
none of it matters as you rest and you dream.
Right now is the time where you could never give a shit, and simply, unknowingly, forget it and, just for a moment, let it be...
because they're already in the dark
Experimenting with the physical laws of nature
and what can be conjured with the contents of a melting soul.
Possibilities are endless and the power is unstoppable.
Since teardrops are deadly, all emotions are drowned out as long a possible.
Crippled in the act of a miracle, begin flying around the mind of a self-imitated, almost incriminated, side-blinded, swept up dust particles of a lonely, stoner superhero.
No matter how hard he tries, you'll never be caught,
You'll never once have to touch down in the presence of a goal.
You can keep going on without a worry forever and never slow down
or share this world that is yours.
It's a personal symptom and an underrated prick,
just the same as a junky homesick, locked up and strained to the whip.
Sluggish and flushed with sorrow,
a nightmare filled with the disease of carefree,
and instead of getting stabbed and chased by the demon placed in a killer's dream,
you're instantly at peace with the world tucked away somewhere you can't even think to know.
Not to worry, the music will do the rest,
The love, the home, the place where you sleep,
none of it matters as you rest and you dream.
Right now is the time where you could never give a shit, and simply, unknowingly, forget it and, just for a moment, let it be...
