| Red shoes,
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| Beneath your feet
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| Sinking in the sand
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| Your face turned as blue as a goose
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| and the life slips between your hands.
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| My big white tooth
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| of bone and crescent moon
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| can only shine in dying light on you
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| you ran so quickly so quickly out of time
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| But don’t you cry
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| Don’t you cry
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| Oh my love I’ve found you,
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| Oh my love not a sound from you
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| The maggots and worms are crawling you
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| Under the ground around you.
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| Hold on my love I’ve found you,
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| Hold on my love not a sound from you
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| Maggots and worms are calling you
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| From under the ground around you.
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| But to be damned
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| It was an act of god that I believe would only plague us and the man
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| What wretched beast am I reborn?
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| To howl beneath the devil’s hand
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| My big white tooth of bone and crescent moon
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| can only shine a dying light on you
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| You ran so quickly so quickly out of time
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| But don’t you cry
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| Don’t you cry
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| Oh my love I’ve found you
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| (Oh my love, I’ve found you)
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| Oh my love not a sound from you
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| (Not a sound from you)
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| The maggots and worms are calling you,
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| from under the ground around you.
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| Hold on my love I’ve found
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| (Hold on my love I’ve found you)
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| Hold on my love, not a sound from you
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| (Not a sound from you)
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| The maggots and worms are calling you
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| from under the ground around you. |