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Lagwagon |
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Miscellaneous |
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Alison's Disease |
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Can't believe Alison's disease |
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Florescent, the storelights describe the end |
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and i can't forget it |
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Demons can return. He caught up with her. |
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Murderous hands cripple her eyes and mind |
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and I can't blink so |
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Hail defeat. It's reached everyone. |
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Plague generation, our last one. |
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The sun will rise again. |
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Not for Alison |
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That's what I see when I look in her eyes |
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and I can't breath so |
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Hail defeat. It's reached everyone. |
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Plague generation, our last one. |
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Maybe I can piece together five cold days in |
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late December. Stories of a monster swallowed in |
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a snow covered Lake Tahoe. Shining in her desperate despair, |
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Alison was there. A moment I can freeze but she can't |
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be the same person se used to be. |
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Alison is gone. Alison is gone. Alison is gone. |
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And Alison resides on that frozen mountain side. |
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Thats what I see when I look in her eyes |
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Thats what I see when I look in her eyes |
