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As I lie perfectly still |
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She sighs, another evening is killed |
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All this I see brothers, now at night |
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The horrors return bright lights |
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And what I should've learned by now |
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I should see, sisters |
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We have not lied, we have not loved |
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All my brothers all my sisters |
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All my brothers, all my brothers |
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All my sisters, all my brothers |
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The heart it quickens its stride |
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I try to believe she has lied |
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All this will be brothers, now she cries |
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The horrors are true, quite right |
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They're growing inside of you |
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All this is real, sisters |
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We have not lied |
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We have not loved |
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All my brothers, all my sisters |
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All my brothers, all my brothers |
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All my sisters, all my brothers |
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The sound wakes you up |
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In the middle of the night |
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She still sleeps, hoping |
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That tomorrow will be different |
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Please, I did not mean it this way |
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The ghosts are there |
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In the corner of the room |
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They just vibrate until you |
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Cannot take it anymore |
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I never knew you felt so alone |
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The sound wakes you up |
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In the middle of the night |
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She still sleeps, hoping that |
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Tomorrow will be different |
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All this I see |
