You once got away with words at the house of the wayward son
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Black and white all over
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Not fit for the purid soul of one
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Skies above the trees are graffiti painted gold
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Another win for the heart of the old
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Snapshot of reflection for it's past
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Just a misconception the coming of a reelection
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(Snapshot of reflection)
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Nothing on the screen except for painted black
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Another foot note
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Another broken glass
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Nothing in my head nothing on my mind
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Nothing in my brain nothing I could find
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Snapshot of reflection for it's past
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Just a misconception the coming of a reelection
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(Snapshot of reflection)
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Snapshot of reflection for it's past
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Just a misconception the coming of a reelection
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(Snapshot of reflection)
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| Emily's Army |
