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Feb 2015
A mysterious stranger with soft-spoken words
Will be kind at first, then remind me Iā€™m cursed
And my memories all have holes

A shot in the head is how it will start
A bone-chilling cold that runs straight through my heart
And my memories all have holes

A deranged magician with a ******* top hat
Will take my hand and then saw me in half
And my memories all have holes

Feathers from an animal that could never fly
Paste them to me and then say your goodbyes
And my memories all have holes

My soul was dormant for a thousand years
Then I was born and shed so many tears
And my memories all have holes
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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