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    Well, I don't mind
    Sneakin around while the steel teeth grind
    It's a risk I know, but it's better than the consolation

    And I don't mind
    If things get a little weird sometimes
    It's a long way to go for an apparition

    It's alright, that all the freaks wanna come at night and
    Shake their heads while listening in isolation

    But in the broad daylight
    All the people wanna talk what's right and
    Shake their heads while looking for an explanation

    Used to sigh, The breeze of life,
    You wish you'd never known
    On your way to kill the beast
    You meet the child, the only one you know
    And he sings to you, "Let go,
    May the nighttime be your home."

    Well, I don't mind
    well I'm getting out of call sometimes
    It's a risk I know, but it's better than the consolation

    And I don't mind
    If things get a little weird sometimes
    It's a long way to go for an apparition

    Used to sigh, The breeze of life,
    You wish you'd never known
    On your way to kill the beast
    You meet the child, the only one you know
    And he sings to you, "Let go,
    May the nighttime be your home."

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