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Jun 2014
it's not about the butterflies or symbolic sun
not about the midnight lies or heavenly fun
they just won't stop until it's done
they just won't stop until it's dawn

orange light and marble stage are set
you'll never know the motives of their bet
maybe it's for food for the child that's needed to be fed
or for the dangerous high that can only be acquired from ****

toss it all and watch it bounce
coins are dancing with an exciting sound
wait for it, for it will announce
the lucky one and the hungry hound

the winner is expecting a good night bed
not until he realize he ****** them about the things he have said
orange turns to black and black turns to red
you know these kinds of stories, so at the end, they found him dead
it's been a while
Written by
alvin guanlao
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