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In around the hive it's always loud |
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Burning brandy rushes noisy cloud |
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Trace one mark for knowledge, two more down for sin |
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I know there's another way in |
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Old books to deconstruct your smile |
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Grab on to your lash, bat me around |
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Floor planks for tuxedo, a banister for veil |
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I know there's another way in |
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Carve out inroads to somewhere no one knows |
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Carve out inroads to somewhere no one knows |
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I'll spin cages for a mouth |
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Teeth in hand loose bricks falling out |
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If you don't love me now I'll die from inside out |
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I know there's another way in |
