You're the source.
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My disbelief in innocence arise.
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Feel that ghost seducing me.
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Try to reach a hand in that golden circle.
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You are no angel. And my heart is more than emptyness.
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In the shadow of myself and I sleep under the trees
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and no one else is sleeping well.
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Burn me tonight. Feeling my lies slip away.
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Burn me tonight.
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And kill the demons in me.
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Facing a saint feeling my life slip away.
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Burn me tonight.
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Until I'm disapointed.
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Burn me tonight and kill the demons in me.
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I disbelief in the summer in pearl lake.
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I'm the pine float.
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And now you're falling apart from me.
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You are no angel!!!
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Sycamore Dreams
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| Caliban |
