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sweet home alabama
will be playing while we disintegrate into oblivion
with our uniforms on, these costumes we don
to feel a part of the wave we are on

towers stretch the world
amplify the fear
and the panic unfurls
I saw it all fall out through the teeth of a girl, in an exhale swirl

forces push the tides
out of our control
like the news on the rise, waxing truth, waning lies
flow in through the holes in our eyes

what good is a foot on the floor
with the ragged howling at your proverbial backdoor?
where the sheets drape the walls, shadows creep down the hall
without a witness at all

don't save or touch your face
there's a price to be paid for living here in this place
keep to yourself if you care to keep pace
with the new human race

sweet home alabama
will be playing while we disintegrate into oblivion
with our uniforms on, these costumes we don
to feel a part of the wave we are on