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Teksty: Poison The Well. Cinema.

Living with a lack of light, things slip, things slip
Things I know very much to be real
In here I feel at rest, the insides of my eyelids tell me so
They are movie screens

I find comfort in that I've been told
I can't remain here, to stay here would be a dream
But that's not what I want to be remembered as someone who fell in

We look for the best route, the shortest most accurate
I tend to enjoy the long ones

I find comfort in that I've been told
Not to remain here, I shouldn't stay
It's not what mother wants for her cub
I like it here where I am, I can make up anything

I'm done with these movie screens in my head
They've preoccupied me for long enough

Come now stupid man
You've been down there long enough, oh long enough
Let's go do something with the day
You have hours and hours till night comes

Come now stupid man
You've been down there long enough

Nothing can hurt you in broad daylight
Nothing can hurt you in broad daylight
In here I can feel at rest, the inside of my eyelids tell me so
They are movie screens

I find comfort in that I've been told
I can't remain here, to stay here would be a dream
But that's not what I want to be remembered as someone who fell in

I'm done with these movie screens in my head
They've preoccupied me long enough

Come now stupid man
You've been down there long enough, oh long enough
Let's go do something with the day
Let's go do something with the day

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