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and so she woke up, she woke up from where she was, lying still said I got to do something about where im going step on a steam train step out of the driving rain maybe run from the darkness in the night sweet the sin but the bitter taste in my mouth i see seven towers but I only see one way out and i still cant tell if its the right one you got to cry without weeping talk without speaking scream without raising your voice she runs through the streets with her eyes painted red under black belly of cloud in the rain in through a doorway, she brings me white gold and pearls stolen from the sea she is raging she is raging and the storm blows up in her eyes she will suffer the needle chill she is running to stand still
Annons