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Dissarrangement
I can see through the moonlight in my house, theres nothing alight no one or no soul about.
Behold my gun and the light of the sun.
See the other end of the hall way where all seems still and motionless in time.
Layers of air and time lump out of your lungs.
Let - your - nerv -ous sytem fly - out of the window and in eternal sin.
May your ears be what they want they are not going anywhere.
Blackness- corrupts your sight and opens a new light.
Save your strength, your will and effort reach out- and touch my face as you slip into eternal fate.
Behold my gun and the light of the sun.
See the other end of the hall way where all seems still and motionless in time.
Layers of air and time lump out of your lungs.
Let - your - nerv -ous sytem fly - out of the window and in eternal sin.
May your ears be what they want they are not going anywhere.
Blackness- corrupts your sight and opens a new light.
Save your strength, your will and effort reach out- and touch my face as you slip into eternal fate.
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