Break The Spell

Manufactured (from the Fractured) Music for the Masses

(M)anufacturing (K)illers (U)tilizing (L)ethal (T)radecraft (R)equiring (A)ssassinations

Is it starting to make sense?

White Rabbit Lyrics

One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all;
Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall;
Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call;
To call Alice, when she was just small.
When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go;
And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low;
Go ask Alice, I think she'll know.
When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead;
And the white knight is talking backwards;
And the red queen's off with her head;
Remember what the dormouse said,
Feed your head, feed your head

Somebody To Love Lyrics

When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies

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Don't you want somebody to love
Don't you need somebody to love
Wouldn't you love somebody to love
You better find somebody to love

When the garden's flowers, baby, are dead
Yes, and your mind, your mind is so full of red

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Your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
Yeah but in your head, baby
I'm afraid you don't know where it is

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Tears are running, they're all running down your breast
And your friends, baby, they treat you like a guest

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