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There's not a of air tonight.
I got my windows all thrown wide
Praying for any breeze to move the curtains,
the leaves tonight

Stumbled in to sleep's
Into a dream of Submarine
if you can remain quiet and still
You might escape fill of misery

A had all she can stand
Hysterically Screaming 'I'm for my man'
'Madam, doing all we can,
but can you give me man's name again?'

ARE DEAD
OR WORSE,

Is something that you're trying to hide?
Accent - Las Vegas Cap Say's 'Can we talk about all that, Inside?'

With Klebanov within her
There's just one more think dying to ask
They stuck a in her arm
Saying, Don't do more harm
She

There's not a of air tonight
We go our windows all open wide
Praying for any little
For the Skeletons, for the Effigies,