The Treachery Of Images by Fairweather
http://www.fairweatherdc.com/
Lyrics:
The volume is up again, closing
The spaces left in this room to, to watch instead
This light somehow
Washes out this image
Playing out in programmed time
I'm moving in circles here
Just watching this gun, these hands
The hours are losing count, waiting
Wishing there was a way to stop this
I can't help it now
This light somehow
Washes out this image
Playing out and keeping time
Believing in all fear
I'm breathing out
This repeating line
The last thing I'm seeing
Is bleeding in through this sound
This repeating line
The last thing I'm seeing
Is bleeding in through this sound
Just turn it up again
But I don't know this
Wash out the images
And hoping that it might
That it just might not come again
You move and watch the screen get up
Do anything you can
Do anything you can
You move and watch the screen get up
Do anything you can
Do anything
Do anything
This repeating line
The last thing I'm seeing
Is bleeding in through this sound
This repeating line
The last thing I'm seeing
Is bleeding in through this sound
Just turn it up again
Wash out the images
Just turn it up again
Wash out the images
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