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This is what I hear during the second verse...
Once I had an name to claim, It scraped along the walls like an orthodox saint. I wish for the same old things That turn me inside out, Keeling in such pain... it's a game!
Yeah, I hear that too.
This is what I hear during the second verse...
Once I had an name to claim, It scraped along the walls like an orthodox saint. I wish for the same old things That turn me inside out, Keeling in such pain... it's a game!
Yeah, I hear that too.
Yeah, I hear that too.