A new moon: fragile as glass same as the last
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A new night: waits for you now, in back of your house.
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what's better than being the first?
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And armies of the dead will fade
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in rear view mirrors display
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the city lights will never love you back
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And if the firmament above
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should crash his weight upon the earth
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well, we wont go without a fight
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what's better than being the first?
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A new love: Catastrophe set courting the end
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A new king; you get the rope, i'll write the note
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1001 Dirty Tricks To Kill Your King
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| Age of Rockets |
