Flashlight is burning up into The sky of flames Dead dreams in a tin cast burning room Fight the Shame Sheep skull, and a mis-spent wholesome youth, to catch your pain.
I came for the prizeâš, But the prize has won me I sought paradise While it was upon me Rustbelt and a need to prove Your disdain. Dead dreams in a tin cast burning room Fight the Shame
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