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Sin through the madness, Glass and Ash. Rooftop
perched staggering captains the backyard captive.
and not what's so attractive is in the madness
and sin. it's in waiting for the kids to so we
can see what happens watch the place into
private bathrooms, arising wide scissored
straws, looking surprised. we can watch the
rise across the cobblestone, everything from
getting to being less alone. and if you want to
be left endanger gutters on your own. what's the
use of those solitary's rooftop blues there's
smoke to stain your chasing rafters, raining
sulfur and on every pretty face in the room.
oh the of the spinning ground slows the
legend in this house surrounds the night,
closing in like a crowd in gossip, traffic and
oh the of this dying town, it's come alive when
you come around in every muscle twitch that the
right off your skin. every backseats niche. the
younger kid that run to tell their all the
things our roof can bring. much of madness,
of sin.