Of fences
With switches
Turn them on
The moats of
Your homes
Poured salt on these slugs
Mugshot
Fatigue
Shimmering
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Slowly, slowly
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Tourniquet
Of gossip
On a board of checkered chess
Salt ring
Probing
In case of emergency
Stampede
Is coming
Mastodon infantry
Radiate
This frequency
And show me just what the hell you mean
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Here comes the bride
Here comes the bride
Lavender and smothered
In black turpentine
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
Pacemaker pace yourself
You were slowly
Clawing your way out
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