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This night carries me away
Like the corpses under my head
Everyone else is sleeping
Because they're all dead
The room turns hot
But i am cold
As the days grow dreary and old
No ones beside me
No ones around
As i lay stiffly on the ground
Like the corpses under my head
Everyone else is sleeping
Because they're all dead
The room turns hot
But i am cold
As the days grow dreary and old
No ones beside me
No ones around
As i lay stiffly on the ground
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