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The Ecstatic Static - Stereolab
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The Ecstatic Static Stereolab

The Ecstatic Static - Stereolab
The pimp's going round extinguishing the flame
Digging the tranches in which to bury hearts
The dim and cold climate of awareness
Where the reptiles thrive and people are made to walk the streets

This heat, the purpose, in my heart, generates, infinite, energy there's nothing to worry, share the immensity

He went round switching the people's hearts off, promising to deal with reality
We bought it, because everything seemed more bearable than immensity
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