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Casting Call
Cast these demons out
Trouble sleeping
These questions are deepening
Cast out the line
Fishing twine
Reeling, my eyelid's hooked
Casting suspicion
No one else listens
Passed out from a feint greeting
Casting my shadow
An unknown look
Is when the king gets rooked
Cast it aside
Hide this pride
And maybe make a living
Casting doubt
Throughout this drought
And just keep on giving
Cast my body
Wrap it tight
To feel this phantom hug
Cast the mold
It's getting old
I can't inhale enough
Trouble sleeping
These questions are deepening
Cast out the line
Fishing twine
Reeling, my eyelid's hooked
Casting suspicion
No one else listens
Passed out from a feint greeting
Casting my shadow
An unknown look
Is when the king gets rooked
Cast it aside
Hide this pride
And maybe make a living
Casting doubt
Throughout this drought
And just keep on giving
Cast my body
Wrap it tight
To feel this phantom hug
Cast the mold
It's getting old
I can't inhale enough
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