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They flicker, bright lights Yellow, not gold Bigger than mine, your hands You're a monster I am starting to shatter My palms feel the snow I open my eyes to snow Burning lights Everything.. Shatter I'm made of gold I live with a monster We hold hands Mine are smaller, frail hands Laying in the snow We turn into a monster No more lights No more gold Now shatter You shatter They break, our hands I paint you gold Transforming the snow Under the lights I'm not a monster And yet, I am a monster I thrive on the shatter Hide from lights Scratch with fearsome hands Pad through the snow Turn things to gold It consumes everything, gold Greed is the true monster There's no longer snow It's melted, we shatter The bones have broken in my hands Turn off the lights You're gold I'm the monster Let it snow
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
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They flicker, bright lights Yellow, not gold Bigger than mine, your hands You're a monster I am starting to shatter My palms feel the snow I open my eyes to snow Burning lights Everything.. Shatter I'm made of gold I live with a monster We hold hands Mine are smaller, frail hands Laying in the snow We turn into a monster No more lights No more gold Now shatter You shatter They break, our hands I paint you gold Transforming the snow Under the lights I'm not a monster And yet, I am a monster I thrive on the shatter Hide from lights Scratch with fearsome hands Pad through the snow Turn things to gold It consumes everything, gold Greed is the true monster There's no longer snow It's melted, we shatter The bones have broken in my hands Turn off the lights You're gold I'm the monster Let it snow
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
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