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Who
Are You moaning
Mourning by morning
Dreams spilt on the carpet
Who gone clean that up
Ain't you tired of crying
Tears done made me seasick
Leaving me dehydrated
You left
Ascending
I stayed
Still pretending
Bricks bore blood
While lyrics came to life
One by one by none

Who Are You moaning Mourning by morning Dreams spilt on the carpet Who gone clean that up Ain't you tired of crying Tears done made me seasick Leaving me dehydrated You left Ascending I stayed Still pretending Bricks bore blood While lyrics came t...

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