| Overload      what are you you say your my son
  what do you have against seeing my eyes what have you done qualify your disguise
 what might i find when i sit in your soul
 what makes you run as the guilt takes its toll
 overload
 what are you you say your my son
 run through the fields barring pleasure and pain run through dismemberment torn lover's lane
 hide the remnants these tatters remain
 sweep through the mine fields of sweetest disdain
 overload
 do not try to analyze words i speak
 in unuttered tone
 do not demand
 to understand
 overkill overdose
 overload
 who are the strangers
 who are the ones
 that i don't know
 who is in danger
 teeth sinking in slow
 overload
 do not try to analyze words i speak
 in unuttered tone
 do not demand
 to understand
 overkill overdose
 overload
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