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Texty: Elf Power. Vainly Clutching at Phantom Limbs. Circular Malevolence.

Rage against the wild secret forces that betray you
Struggle with the clutches of these stories
Which have made you

You just write it all down
And then send it in your precious letter
Tell me of all the people you know
And which ones you think you like better

Oh, you self righteous motherfucker
You think I give a shit what you had for supper
No, I won't miss you when you're gone

Just go away and leave me alone, man
And don't fucking call me on the telephone, man
You'll be back and it won't be long

Falling in and tumbling down
Convulsing through the wavelengths
Turning around and sinking down
Destroying your safe havens

Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Why do you think that you're so lonely
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
Why do you think that you're so lonely

Vainly Clutching at Phanto