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sebastian east lake - floating telegraph lyrics

it is the results from whatever source
from what ever source (4)

ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh, just like the water sprung

falling through an interface, a god given different place, telegraphed us to them, telegraphed, us to them (2)

is a new life in a different light. i mean entireties abided by a different light. when we walk through the gateway it’s a different light. if it wasn’t by a standpoint why the f we fight
everyone i’ve seemed to talk to think lifes so ideal, i could post my new air mags and they would think they were real, when we all fall through many different interfaces. i only post my money as a quick motivation, so i stay with, the thought of racing until i’m more p-ssive from becoming more painless. so i be steady running as a way of transitioning, maybe that’s depleting but we have to seek the western beam

falling through an interface, a god given different place, telegraphed us to them, telegraphed us to them (2)

have you felt connected to the waitress at a restaurant, maybe even multiple if it’s somewhere you’ve ate a lot. i can’t tell you how connected i felt to the deli bar. kinda like the way i felt when i spread all my gifts apart. array of several foods like a freeway full of mom n pop. which one should i pick besides the one that’s not the other carts. took a lot of chances when i spread across the interlace, once i knew myself that’s when i fell into a ridded wave

falling through an interface, a god given different place, telegraphed us to them, telegraphed us to them (2)

i was sitting stellar in a big white room, getting ready for the restart when the future amorphous. with a clean slate, a clean frame, went about a keen day. that was my submission to at least by what i can’t say, i would maybe see something behind me that was not tied, just because it’s something i knew that would be descended. how i’m striked, abided by a new galore. like they see a different goal, weather the storm

falling through an interface, a god given different place, telegraphed us to them, telegraphed, us to them (2)

- sebastian east lake lyrics

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