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Its the place Ive ever been
Its a new for me
And you things
Like you wouldnt
When you should let things be

Yes, you things
Cause you lose sight
Of the storyline
Its the that must go on
Until the end of

And youre guilty of some
And the mind for days
Ive told you
yes, a times
Im off this way

Im off this way

my queen of hearts
My flush
I have cleaned and her decks
My suicide, my days
Theres nothing I

Ive the Gods
In a bag
Ive put in a drawer
Theyve my prayers for the umpteenth time
So Im evening up the

Small gods
a casting line
From a factory in
Some manual labourers bread and
And a single-minded

Small metal
souvenirs
Youve me for sure
Im you, my childish things
Im up the score