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Thursday, November 12, 2015

Rats in the Walls - Strung Out

It was written I should be loyal to this nightmare that we're in
But something about all the sorrow in your heart that won't let me in
Like the hands of a fool with money to burn
In the breath of one last dying wish
We hear the call and it sounds like there's

Rats in the walls 
It's like the dark side of the moon
Serenade me with a whisper and let this nightmare in us bloom

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