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I want to bath in blood Wash off all the drying mud Start a fist fight with the moon Not a war, a domestic dispute I would leave her seeing stars For being the one to get to my heart
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
Fighting with the Moon
I want to bath in blood Wash off all the drying mud Start a fist fight with the moon Not a war, a domestic dispute I would leave her seeing stars For being the one to get to my heart
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 4:45 PM UTC
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