A Sentence Of Sorts In Kongsvinger

I spent the winter on the verge of a total breakdown while living in Norway
 I felt the darkness of the black metal bands
 But being such fawn of a man I didn't burn down any old churches
 Just laughed way too much, just laughed
 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's static craziness to me
 Is it a solar fever?
 The TV man is too loud
 Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
 You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
 We've eaten plastic weather
 This family sticks together
 We will escape from the south to the west side
 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's just verbosity to me
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 I spent the winter with my nose buried in a book
 While trying to restructure my character
 Because it had become vile to its creator
 And through many dreadful nights
 I lay praying to a saint that nobody has heard of
 And waiting for some high times to come again
 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's static craziness to me
 Is it a solar fever?
 The TV man is too loud
 Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
 You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
 We've eaten plastic weather
 This family sticks together
 We will escape from the south to the west side
 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's just verbosity to me
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 Dirty old shadow, stay away
 Don't play your games with me
 I am older now, I see the way you operate
 If you don't hurt me then you die
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 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's static craziness to me
 Is it a solar fever?
 The TV man is too loud
 Our plane is sleeping on a cloud
 You turn the dial, I'll try and smile
 We've eaten plastic weather
 This family sticks together
 We will escape from the south to the west side
 My mind rejects the frequency
 It's just verbosity to me