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It’s raining in the key of C Perfect fifths, no quality. Crashing hard from a one-day dream, lord grant me sleep to purify me. Oh the fire hot as sin, red without Red within. Burn away and free my mind Take the pain, Leave me behind.
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Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 6:32 AM UTC
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It’s raining in the key of C Perfect fifths, no quality. Crashing hard from a one-day dream, lord grant me sleep to purify me. Oh the fire hot as sin, red without Red within. Burn away and free my mind Take the pain, Leave me behind.
elizabeth-kelly
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Oct 19, 2025
Oct 19, 2025 at 6:32 AM UTC
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