Your pain makes you beautiful, you love to lose control,
And mediocrity's rewarded so set your standards low
In an imploding star, or a burned out car, i implore you
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, i implore you

Suck me in, i'm willing, i get off when you go on
Let me be your fate pour it on, pour it on
In a country fair or union square, i implore you
In a shrouded face or a spray of mace, i implore you
I implore you

Cryptic? elemental
You transcend when you succum
One last shred of frailty left,
Embedded in our bones
In an imploding star, or a burned out car, i implore you
In a carbon-arc or a dim lit park, i implore you

So do it again, do it again, do it again this is what it means
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So do it again, do it again, do it again this is what it means
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