Susan, the truth is,
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sipping sherry branded by moonlight's just a game people are playing tonight.
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Seriously, terror advances...so
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Sorry if you should find me
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thinking of only the things that I need.
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I've been living in America in churches of greeda¢æ¡°a¢æ¡°it's sick!
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No, it's cool.
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You go. I'll stay,
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perfectly at home with this dread.
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Dark leaves form a thread!
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So,
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should you still want me
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you can find me down at the cafA¨Ï,
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a little bit too busy being served.
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Sworn enemy of the waitresses there,
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a late September sunlight travels through her haira¢æ¡°a¢æ¡°it wants to be seen...
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Nah, it's cool.
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You go. I'll stay,
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perfectly at home with this dread.
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Dark leaves form a thread!
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Dark Leaves Form A Thread
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| Destroyer |
