Possibilities; unaware, self-appointed bystandard of complete innocence.
Midday, aerobic jog, through streets not well lit by lamplight.
Prelude to Fear.
Perhaps; Picnic, setting of complete relaxation.
The sound, persists. The site, exists.
Disarray. Prelude to Fear.
But hey, fumble, growth of conscienceness.
Focusing, slow but steady, weirdness creeps.
Prelude to Fear.
Parallel, retrospective, deep sense of curiousity.
Retribution. React! Evaluate. React!
[Retribution. React! Evaluate. The Act! ?]
Caution. Prelude to Fear.
Physical sensation, the chill. The possiblity of mobility.
Abstract, sensation, waiting for the words.
This is only a test. This is only a test.
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Possibilities; unaware, self-appointed bystandard of complete innocence.
Midday, aerobic jog, through streets not well lit by lamplight.
Prelude to Fear.
Perhaps; Picnic, setting of complete relaxation.
The sound, persists. The site, exists.
Disarray. Prelude to Fear.
But hey, fumble, growth of conscienceness.
Focusing, slow but steady, weirdness creeps.
Prelude to Fear.
Parallel, retrospective, deep sense of curiousity.
Retribution. React! Evaluate. React!
[Retribution. React! Evaluate. The Act! ?]
Caution. Prelude to Fear.
Physical sensation, the chill. The possiblity of mobility.
Abstract, sensation, waiting for the words.
This is only a test. This is only a test.
Midday, aerobic jog, through streets not well lit by lamplight.
Prelude to Fear.
Perhaps; Picnic, setting of complete relaxation.
The sound, persists. The site, exists.
Disarray. Prelude to Fear.
But hey, fumble, growth of conscienceness.
Focusing, slow but steady, weirdness creeps.
Prelude to Fear.
Parallel, retrospective, deep sense of curiousity.
Retribution. React! Evaluate. React!
[Retribution. React! Evaluate. The Act! ?]
Caution. Prelude to Fear.
Physical sensation, the chill. The possiblity of mobility.
Abstract, sensation, waiting for the words.
This is only a test. This is only a test.
Writer: JAY LANE, LES CLAYPOOL, TODD HUTH
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing