Hello dear, my Holy cure,
I hope this letter sends this
And the monster in the glass
Sings an echo from my
i'm behind you sniffin out your trail
i can smell you
take me over, cause you know it's been a while
win
flying on a midnight planejust to keep away from sanitytaking
everything i thought was realevery dream, every feeling coldall the
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