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Days of black & white are here again |
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leave it's mark in every way |
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Sisters of the night will take you in, |
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tell you lies of what she's seen |
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Who can see the truth is half her name |
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All that's in between, but never heard, |
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nor freely spoken |
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Day's of black & white is all you get |
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no second view is there for you |
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Details may be lost but still not gone |
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These plastic tales are still untrue |
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Telling tales of hate for old times sake |
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equal to the love your neighbour takes |
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and bury slowly |
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Days of future passed so rapidly |
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After all these lies |
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do you really doubt |
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it's black and white |