I'm a blind man in a dark room
And I'm searching
High Priestess you are the destruction
Of cities I sat in
There is something wrong with me
That's why I wrote this
It's getting late, I'm coming home
I picked this rose for
Daughter: "Mother, father where did you go?
I hear the flowers
Is there a place that we can go to teach
I thought you knew me but it seems you never
There's no window in this room
Not that I really miss
When she glows, she glows just for me
Walk that
There is a monster in my room we discussed movies
Messing with the boys in blue
Don't you know they'll
This is how I built my wife,
Brought a dead body
Little boy, if you run away again
Press your luck inside
Heather's gone, she left a note
'He Is Legend' was all
I don't know where I should begin
I've just lost
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