The difference between us is all we've got
And there's nothing
Hey mister, what's going on? The skies are all
For every moon, there are a thousand more
Oh...the demons at
Take your spirit from the wall it hangs on.
Your mother's
Tell me your name but don’t say it twice
‘cause
still we stare & still we take
another day into
if I could find the darkness
there would be true
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