this is not a signal
this is not a test
like the
i don't know why, i know where the pieces go.
I want to hear you try to help me. I
we're starting over, reset and counting down. now two keys
I've got the stages, every time I try to touch
those who are chosen do not ask why. if they
say something and let it go. more lines for crossing
you built this across my back
forgive me for giving in
how
light the fuse and pray
count your fingers as the blessings
I’m going to die if they play that song again.
"Wednesday night has always been my night", she said, and
take heart attacks without cracking a smile, and we learned
like a pin through the skin
like a stake through the
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