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Everybody is searching for something
Unknown forces are working hard
Every moment is like a vortex in the pond
We never try to stop playing this ear-bleeding noise
And the ghost are coming alive

A Jamaican man in an Irish pub
He has a poetry now I feel alive
It takes me Morocco Oh there's no doubt
I am working class, yes I am working class

Tell me what do we do here? Can't you see this now?
I miss myself
Can't you see there is a war around?
I live with you full moon bloated skies

Everybody wants to say something
Unknown forces has stole the meaning
Everybody is like a picture in the room where she is naked
Quietly dancing, the guest are sleeping,
Makes some noise the ghosts are coming alive

A Jamaican man in an Irish pub
He is working class We were working class
We don't know what it means, She has a poetry
Oh there's no doubt Now we feel alive

Tell me what do we do here? Can't you see this now?
I miss myself
Can't you see there is a war around?
I live with you full moon bloated skies

You're so enlightened
There's a killer in your hand
Pick up some flowers
Happiness is Sadness

Tell me what we do here? Can't you see it now?
I miss myself
Can't you see there's a war around
I live with you full moon, bye bye

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from Excluded from the cemetery, released June 14, 2022

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