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Jul 2016
i'd question all i know
i'd drown all my beliefs
i'd turn their shrines to ash
all you have to do is ask
i'd cut off my hair
i'd burn out both my eyes
i'd pull out all my teeth
if you said it'd bring you some relief
well i'd burn alive
to keep you warm
you stay sheltered
it's only the eye of the storm
i thought the worst was over
i'd begun to bet on closure
that night you woke up
wide-eyed and hopefully wild
wide-eyed and hopelessly wild
said you'd heard a babies scream
she'd died two months ago
living nightmares, waking dreams
i know there's nothing i can do
to save your soul
so i'll just stay here with you
until you're well, or we're old.
Anthem
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Anthem
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   naeuta
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