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Strung Out - Cult of the Subterranean Lyrics

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  • till too much feels alright
  • The feast has been laid out
  • to the hungry eyes inside our minds
  • We are not without a cause
  • the passion's in our vice
  • We are not content to judge
  • or fit to moralize
  • We're on the outside looking in
  • unbreakable in all we are
  • Enemy of the Sun we are the subterranean
  • Apocalyptic daydream casual delirium
  • So take a deep breath and close your eyes
  • and be glad that you are here
  • Let each passing moment sterilize
  • and wash away like tears
  • Any means to an end
  • are the means that I use to get by
  • And I try to be good
  • but it's understood
  • that tonight we'll both look the other way
  • The smoke of all our thoughts
  • and cigarette exhaust
  • all possibility
  • of ever getting out
  • of this place
  • Nodding off
  • but still aware of all
  • that's pulling us to do
  • the things we always do
  • Any means to an end
  • are the means that I use to get by
  • And I try to be good
  • but it's understood
  • that tonight we'll both look the other way
  • We are not without a cause
  • we are not without a vice
  • We are not content to judge or moralize
  • So close your eyes and see
  • take a breath and believe
  • That tonight we'll both look the other way

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