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The circle is loaded |
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Like a spinning typhoon |
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It's the first day of fall |
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In this cool air applause |
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Skinny arms and all |
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How soft her scarf smells |
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Cigarettes and camomile |
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Her hair like a teenage song |
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Unearthing swarms |
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Alien and warm with charm |
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I feel summer sweeping out feel myself freezing like a water spout |
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Darling of the shadow skull |
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Where memory hides |
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Waiting for the sight of charm |
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The glass is high filled up with funny fumes |
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And it brings a comfort that will soon consume |
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Fill up this ragtop rising from the dumpster |
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For i am leaving soon and i'm trying hard to say that |
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Everything that's green turns gold |
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I am touching her and she is touching me we're null |