The Pupa Songtext
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It′s always becoming the pupa
It's always becoming the pupa
Metamorphisizing
Ancient times have come and gone
History teaches us it′s ours to learn from
All of the time we spend in here
All of our will becomes clearer
Nod if you have the potential
Let it allow, let it allow, let it allow
It's a fine line, I'm blind, I need to know
I′m a caring crawling imbecile
Calling the saints, calling to see if you′re away
Calling the saints, calling to see if you're awake


It′s a fine line, I know I need you to know
You should see this soul is falling
Come with me now!
Let's go!
Bright eyed wide eyed, called my own number
Bright eyed wide eyed, thought that I died
Let it out, communicate, touch inside
Let it out, communicate, touch inside your mind
Bright eyed wide eyed, called my own number
Bright eyed wide eyed, thought that I died
Let it out, communicate, touch inside
Let it out, communicate, touch inside your mind
LET′S GO!!!