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A soothing lullaby for such a precious child |
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And she find comfort in the melody |
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But every night the tyrant sharpens his incisors |
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And the mother lies, and the mother lies |
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Watching the hands |
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The mother's unwell |
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Just a vessel |
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Watching the ghost that came from the earth |
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He grants you the tome |
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And I can't help but feel connected |
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Your celluloid spirit is nothing but reels |
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Your innocent fable alive and it feels like |
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No one, no one, no one knows |
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Without warning |
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(With her eyes closed) |
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She haunts me |
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(Imaginary apparition) |
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And I'm breathing out in waves |
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The flash and the sound |
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The flesh by which you're bound |
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The wound that sustains |
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The sacrificial end |
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(A lullaby to soothe you child) |
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The sacrificial end |
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(A lullaby to soothe you child) |
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The sacrificial end |
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(A lullaby to soothe you child) |
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The sacrificial end |
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Cast away |
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He'll never know your name |
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Cast away |
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He'll never know your name |
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Your celluloid spirit is nothing but reels |
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Your innocent fable alive and it feels like |
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No one, no one, no one knows. |