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Radish on Light lyrics
He used to touch it when the wind was blowin' high
I guess it made him feel like he could bluff the system
And when it flickered out we laid him down to die
I turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
Yea, a beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry, ya
And I'll construct a rack of tempered beams and trusses
And equip with just a million tiny suns
I'll install upon the room of my compartment
And place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
Then I'll turn on the light
Turn on a million blinding brilliant white incendiary lights
A beacon in the night
I'll burn relentlessly until my juice runs dry
And I'll burn like a Roman fucking candle
(Burn)
Like a chasm in the night
(Burn)
For a miniscule duration
Ecstatic immolation, incorrigible delight
He used to touch it when the wind was blowin' high
I guess it made him feel like he could bluff the system
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- Track 4 on Radish On Light
- 3 Pentagram of Sores
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