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Torn from the earth hung tied on myself thin breath
left necks embrace the dark,air so far from getting lighter I welcome the
night
silence brings me peace,embedded in velvet black lest
these days we will (forget) let it snow,let it snow on your graves
I never know peace with myself
there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing
I know there's a rat in the kitchen cuz there's always something missing
Let it snow,Let It Snow |
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