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As her insides are screaming let me out She speaks as if someone's in the room with her (Someone sits quietly on the ceiling tile) Still facing the corner with eyes gouged out These tears of blood...
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I'm ready for a Summer storm tonight To wash away the wilderness and make us shine So shake the weather off your clothes and hide But maybe there's a better way to get my point across the wire Deliver...
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