lyrics
I tire of all the assassination plots that are keeping you awake at night. Because everyone writes how they can't find love. But you write about how your mind is fucked. I'll become the self-made tragic loner hero underdog Trojan myth. And no, I'm not impressed. But in your plot they wait for me to wake. But in your mind a blade. I say it's fake, it's fake. They flood me with rivers that are wider than my eyes can see. I do not cross them. They find a way to cross me.
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TV Life,
track released March 13, 2011
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