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Move to the rhythm of minds that wander
Through the thorn bush maze in the backyard

Turn left and right
Crawl low and cautiously
And don't stop 'til the scrapes and cuts
Mirror the ones in which you breath through

You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale
You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale

That's all fine and good
But don't grow habits where
Trees of thought drop their leaves
That's all fine and good
But don't grow habits where
Trees of thought drop their leaves

You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale
You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale

That's all fine and good
But don't grow habits where
Trees of thought drop their leaves
That's all fine and good
But don't grow habits where
Trees of thought drop their leaves

Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood

You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale
You'll want to stall and tend the sores
Feed the mouths and mend morale

Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood
Their roots and branches thirst on their blood


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