Stasis He freezes We root to the spot Hes reciting and listing feelings I didnt know I had I shiver now Depiction its all too clear Elating and lifting hes natures favourite Yet chemical Always say always again Oh, so very touche I am lost but he has found me Says always Saviour Im hanging on every word A religion A beauty lies in deliberate mistakes Ourselves! Ourselves! We built him ourselves! Always say always again Oh so very touche I am lost but he has found me Says always Burn his eyes! Our hatred and beauty is love and caffiene A voice like graffiti Ourselves! Ourselves! We built him ourselves! Our boy! Our boy! Contortionist boy! Its turning out the way you planned It your thoughts command It just like you Dreamt it Elater Depicter Ourselves! Ourselves! We built him ourselves! We are lost but he has found us Epitaph Burn his eyes! Our hatred and beauty is love and caffiene A voice like graffiti Ourselves! Ourselves! We built him ourselves! Our boy! Our boy! Contortionist boy!
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