TILT STORM CENTER LYRICS

You've captured my imagination, charasmatic mess, in the wake of your =
devestation, I'm your best work yet. Fascinating back drop of romantic =
poverty, obsessed with herbs and healing cures, obsessed with healing =
me! But you're the one that's dying, a sudden downpour fading fast, =
rapidly unwinding to a bitter draft. Around your high poetic brow, =
around your pleasant neck, a veil of grandiosity competes with epithets. =
You're better off relying on meteorology than to keep on justifying why =
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you impose on me. Your path of mass destruction will blow right by me =
now, you dissipate your energy you cannot knock me down.
Submitted by: Mel

Storm Center (Tilt)


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