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In these that crash my ears
I now stomach in fear
With the turn I gathered name as the son
Who by fire I would
this wire I might cut
Atop this tower of and lust

I'll towards you
I will in the now you

I'll you wish
You hadn't burned our time
live through this in a manner
Cursed at my own

If my shame spills our worth across floor
tonight, goodnight, I'm burning star IV
Only I don't think of you
No, I don't want to think of you
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

In my presence you might
this fiction I must fake
Your death to grace, the face of my
With these lessons he might
All the worlds from here burn
For as God demands in the end we

If my shame our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm star IV
Only I don't think of you
No, I don't to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

I'll make you
You burned our time before
I'll live this in a manner
Cursed at my own
I don't to go

So on bitch, why aren't you laughing now?
You me here to fend on my own
So cry on bitch, why aren't you now?

If my shame spills our worth across this
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm burning IV
Only I even think of you
No, I want to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

Only I don't think of you
No good life, don't to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,