a pebble dropped into my head, annoying insignificant, with words come ripples there instead
towering tidal waves, is it my turn to cry cast a cold or blind eye, to reality magnetized
so take your pop-up books and blue prints in my head, i am not shaken i am not your
gingerbread man, i am not your, gingerbread man
mechanical comprehension make 14 shades of gray, with many numbers come many numb heads where ripples play, is it my turn to cry cast a cold or blind eye, to reality magnetized
so take pop-up books and blue prints in my head, i am not shaken, i am not your gingerbread man
chorus
all i have is my
all i have is my broken mold
can not take away

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