Tytuł: Underground

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Sitting by a judas mantel
    underneath where i cant tell
    found the places im destroying
    only hoped youd be there still
    could not find a way to be it
    i don't even mind this time
    here wed like to get things over
    life love anything at all
    
    and when the morning comes
    well sit here and when the atom
    breaks well just stare
    and my life goes underground
    and my life goes underground
    
    sitting by a judas mantel
    underneath well ive been there
    could not right
    the only pieces
    test out anything you will
    
    and when the morning comes
    well sit here and when the atom
    breaks well just stare
    and my life goes underground
    and my life goes underground
    
    sitting by a judas mantel
    very well what we define
    counted up the broken pieces
    here we want to redefine
    all dementia memory brought for
    all the weakness we cant tell
    understood that i discover
    right here everything is well
    
    and when the morning comes
    well sit here
    and when the saddle breaks
    ill stand still
    and my life goes underground
    and my life goes underground
    
    if i left it all the same well it
    doesnt mean that its
    not personal
    and i never understood why the
    faces faded its so irrational
    as the atoms start to phase and
    i knew it couldnt mean that
    much to me
    and i never understood where
    the friends all go its
    not personal now