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Keep what isn't mine swell
The fiend in the cold, plucks his last hairs as he stares at you
She took me; the heavens broke with such a ruse
She wears diamond shoes, youth and order served no more
Red, blue, yellow, gold
Red, blue, yellow, gold
The fiend in the cold, plucks his last hairs as he stares at you
She took me; the heavens broke with such a ruse
She wears diamond shoes, youth and order served no more
Red, blue, yellow, gold
Red, blue, yellow, gold
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Submitted by
mellow_harsher On Apr 25, 2019
More Washed Up Wings
Outro (The 7 Sounds)
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Pearl
Dunes of Pangaea
All But Every Other
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