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| Tune to my weaker eye. Spit white. Hold the world up all day. She's blue in the face again. Sleep the darkness all away. And drinking kitchen paint to dye the winter I hope we'll never see again. Deaf and dumb with the lights on. Deaf and dumb with the lights on. Married by signs. Married by signs. Personal Holloway. Six months linen. It's safe to say we are all alone. Suburban suicide. Watching the night come amber. It's all so temporary.Move a little way Move a little way now. Move a little way. Move a little way now.Bleed life. Breathe life. Could be a better plan. Could be a better plan. Could be a better plan. |
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