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| 3:45 | 
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 2. |
| 6:02 |
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 3. |
| 4:49 |
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 4. |
| 5:27 |
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 5. |
| 3:21 |
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 6. |
| 2:49 |
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A cloudy vision,
A sense of grandeur, I don't care what is wrong or right, The earth is bleeding, and secreting madness, Petrified, gone dry inside, The wheels keep turning, And the clock is pounding, And there's only more and more, that I want And through the things, you can still feel the sounding, of the maze, of the place, where things still matter Chorus: Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-Man is loving it Rock more, Roll more, Fuck more, Pac-man is loving it Consume until you bleed, I'll get down on my knees Chorus Fuck. A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness, and it's spinning, like a top out of sight Climb out the window, what the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors, and broken promises made easily But I just want you to Chorus Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees Chorus |
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| 7. |
| 4:46 | 
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