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Loud Love
It's a black Saturday
Here in this broken city
It's the day
I tried to live
But there is nothing
To light my way
Bang, the sound of a gun
Feels like suicide
Is calling my name again
Searching with my good eye closed
In the dusty storm
The black rain falls
And I feel on black days
But my original fire
Outshined
The black hole sun
So show me your
Jesus Christ pose
And show me how to live
In this rusty cage
And loosen this pretty noose
From around my neck
So I live to rise
Another day
Here in this broken city
It's the day
I tried to live
But there is nothing
To light my way
Bang, the sound of a gun
Feels like suicide
Is calling my name again
Searching with my good eye closed
In the dusty storm
The black rain falls
And I feel on black days
But my original fire
Outshined
The black hole sun
So show me your
Jesus Christ pose
And show me how to live
In this rusty cage
And loosen this pretty noose
From around my neck
So I live to rise
Another day
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