 Incarnate lyrics ( Watchmen )   
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 Rate Incarnate
Artist : Watchmen
Song : Incarnate
In the air the tension lingers Evident in pointing
fingers From the rad the steam it rises In this
tomb of no surprises Never knowing what they mean
Not quite in tune with their schemes Suspect me of
an empty shell? But I guess it's just as well Want
to become you Sweet perfection, enchanted youth,
I'll lose The weight of all my worries, I'll be
the truth, I'll seek The source, so plant the
seed and let it run its course (Of course)
Paranoia's just like ants And conversation makes
them dance Around our like hungry friends So
watch your step and just pretend All that
glitters is really gold And we love all that we
are sold And if there's any pain inside Paint on
a smile, man, and let it slide Want to become you
Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose The
weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll
seek The source, so plant the seed and let it run
its course Let it run its course And through the
whispers And across the haze Just like a mouse
Searching wild in a maze I see you From across
the room Yeah, I see you Early morning light it
grows Casting down on pure white snow Quietly we
walk back home Like buffalo, our minds they roam
Minds they roam
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