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Meant To Be
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a rainy prophecy song
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psychecorp
Far into the future, the Internet is jacked directly into your mind, an integrated brain-machine network known as the Psi-net. Psyche Corp. manufactures your custom-made dreams, but no one has called it Psyche Corp. for decades. The executive board of Psyche Corp. is the richest, most powerful group of individuals on the planet, and they are known as the Shadow Court. Styles have grown decadent and Elektro-Victorian, nanotechnology flows through your every vein. Greetings, twenty-first century human, greetings from the Shadow Court. I hail from the City of God and I come as a messenger of the future. I am a Dream Spinner, a deliberate acouasm, a scientist of chimeras. Let me fill your mind with music. --Psyche Chimère
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#9,428 today Peak #145
#3,296 in subgenre Peak #49
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Psyche Corporation
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Psyche Corporation
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October 08, 2008
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MP3 4.6 MB 128 kbps 5:04
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If you could know your life would be happy after all would you have spent so much of your time trying to stop my fall and would you hold me just like you did every night I cried Save me tell me what I am becoming is what I'm meant to be. I never knew that I could wear your skin I never knew that I could plug you in I never knew that the line separating everything I want from me could be so thin Stars falling down the Beggar takes the Crown the court bows and kneels the Queen comes to heel ah-ah ah-ah-ah.. ah-ah ah-ah-ah.. If you could read the omens hanging on the city gates you'd see the worm devour the bird and you would understand What is real Strangely Oddly Can be too much to believe Legend Fiction Turn around, they're waiting at the door (chorus) If you could know (if you could know) what you delivered up to me If you could know how you have changed everything If you could know the harvest I would reap Would you still say I'm what I'm meant to be? I hear the stars are falling down and now the Beggar's coming round I hear the court is tripping over itself to come to heel They say they want to make a deal--the kingdom on a platter and one by one they scatter Her Highness should remember me now I'm calling my favors in and the people shout Ah-ah ah-ah-ah and the people sing Ah-ah ah-ah-ah and the city drowns Ah-ah ah-ah-ah and the city swims Ah-ah ah-ah-ah...
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