Glitters show a dark side,
Shining bright at night
But slightly blink in sudden agony with buzzing sound and tick
If you would see me coming so I swear you'd shit a brick
That's what I think
Rush is sliding down my spine
No, I'm not at all alright
Few couple things I've done just bottom lined my fate and soul
I've questioned God and Satan both about what's going on
They gave no answer, no
Dreams are liars all alone
Likewise love and hope and home
Something smells suspiciously in each of modern tales
They say that independence is everything it takes
Such fakes
Phantoms crawls in the dark
They are waiting in the park
To catch you while you're walking with your tiny toothless dog
Papers will embrace some facts on Sunday necrologue
suicide division
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