Текст песни Her Secret Weapon, Infected Needles

From the remnants of broken teenage bedrooms
Shattered hand mirrors, shards that trace tears
'Oer the trembling of my forearm or the timelessness of fears
'Oer the sadness in the harm you do yourself, it's so sincere

Like the thickets of our mind
Like the quickest of black raptors
Your child hand in the grind of his teeth
You are snatched away and captured

Do turn away from the darkest dream
(Suddenly infuse the scene with blues and greens and indigo)
Pull away to another landscape
Don't ask yourself "Where did I go?"
Mere thoughts backtrack into oblivion
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Mere thoughts backtrack into oblivion
Mere thoughts backtrack into oblivion
Mere thoughts backtrack into oblivion
Mere thoughts backtrack into oblivion

Suddenly awake, in a convenience store
Standing in line behind an infected mammal, wounded gore
Bleeding in suicidal resignation, governmental engineered castration
Take the fastest tunnel away!
Out of your system in just one day
Take the fastest tunnel away!
Out of your system in just one day
Take the fastest tunnel away!
Out of your system in just one day
Take the fastest tunnel away!
Out of your system in just one day