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Million Dead
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Murder And Create
How should I begin? I find myself residing At the dried out end of a dead history All my thoughts are dirt scattered on a coffin And I a dilettante funereal spectator here
How should I presume? A be suited bourgeois mourner Virgin to surrender and vivid sense I scour lichened stones, desperately seeking Daedalus's paternal secret of where we will land
Well, I was born with four fingers on each hand And with my eight fingers and my thumbs I do maths Once again, how should I begin? I've started weak and I'm stuttering
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com But I have remembered all my lines It seems that I have thus presumed to talk of maths In front of crowded rooms but I'll make the two times table mine
Calculus finishes me, I don't follow trigonometry I've got nothing to add to algebra (The more complex functions, I don't remember) But arithmetic, the absolute zero is arithmetic On fingers and toes
I have remembered all my lines And I'll make the two times table mine I will not presume but I will thus begin
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