June
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In the pain that buckles out your knees
Could you stop this if I plead
You got it you got it you got it
So destined I am to walk among the dark
A child in keeping secrets from
will they know what I've done in the after
In the sought for matter when the words blame you
In a blood red summer I'll give you
I don't want it don't want it don't want it
And when the answer that you want
Is in the question that you state
Come what may come what may
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