Beck. mmmmm. mhm.
"Crawling out from a landfilled life
Scrawling her name up on the ceiling
Throw a coin in a fountain of dust
White noise, her ears are ringing."
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Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the shadow
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