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So sick of calling your name That I think I would find you gone If you're sad and ??it better be king?? Like I play And I play right along And it doesn

diamond white versus charcoal black a thousand faceless souls worth less than one soulless face this is our daily standard and it makes me sick to my

awake Making small talk with Mr. Moon He listens to everything she says And he doesn't try to understand Never expects to be let in He just hangs

wide awake Making small talk with Mr.Moon He listens to everything she says and dosen't try to understand Never expects to be let in He just hangs on