The Faint Miscellaneous Acting: On-Campus Television Campus is getting bigger and we're working on it all the time Acting on the tv, I can see their faces Red alert, the siren's loud, the drafted are all coming back This job takes dedication When things start with no beginning It doesn't mean that they aren't true As the current through the atlas Nips the wrist with a fork through it Half the battle's fueled with hate "Many loathsome fights were sacred!" Shout the crew who hold their swatches They paint on the set and cry Ice is plastic enough to try to sculpt with it The colour curdles and waves drip down And I'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them The dormatories are awful quiet Acting on the tv, and he's not pretending I'm convinced that there's not someone else beneath The pixeled screen, an army edit The set was finished last Ice is plastic enough to try to sculpt with it The colour curdles and waves drip down And I'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them The dormatories are awful quiet And these swollen eyes and static lens They blink when there's nothing but tv We beg for it to calm us down And believe that it's real what we're doing These swollen eyes and static lenses They blink on and off and off and on |
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