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von Wallace Vanborn

I′ve got a dinosaur in my shadow
Reason for hungry canine devotion
Buying my time with the eye of weaklings on willow's hour

Start with the king that you cannot love
A grip with his hands on the mouth of the talk
We could be having what was just not meant to have

One more for planet terror
One more for planet terror

Shining distraction an ocean of love
Place down the fog on the top of the sun
Come down and file your fears under mine


Oh the hatred amidst those town′s wolves
Shook up on hunger in spring and wintertime
Caught up... in your melody

One more for planet terror
One more for planet terror

Break on though that disconnect
I've held my hands for what it's worth
I′ve seen that case up its arms
I′ve known that hell and kissed that noise
Seen that voice
Wait a few, wait a night
I've got that tongue and i′ll let it slide