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