Everything Devo Ever Dreamed Of

My Heart To Joy

The ocean's swelling at the rate of the rising sun.
We'll run to the highlands, to a diseased ambition.
Now they're drowning, in their own decadence,
choking on emptiness, flooded with ignorance.
(No one will know what has been lost)

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