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Free the motion light

Before the day of dead space dries

Every time the trees are branching high

The ache keeps growing slow inside

Drowning by the sea of thousand knifes

Has left a dozen scars behind

Sipping tons of gin to ease the clouds

Bitter sweet as kiss good night for me

Every time I look at you

Take me to the rendezvous

But you ain't giving nothing

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Random possibility of strokes

Has pulled me down the floor

But I don't mind

Yes I won't mind

Cats and dogs are running

Trough my chest for 7/24

But I don't mind

Yes I won't mind

Now you see the word

Is out the world

And I am still

Behind door

How the sand is cold to breach？

Every time I look at you

Take me to the rendezvous

But you ain't giving nothing

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