| Monsters want to talk to me
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| No quarter drawn by lawyers on a crimson sea
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| Weep like willows, break like waves
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| We are fragile creatures on collision
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| With our judgement days
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| Nightbird says she knows my name
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| But she don’t call it out to me
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| Beneath the rubble like the way you say it
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| Weep like willows, break like waves
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| We are fragile creatures on collision
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| With our judgement days
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| Monsters want to crowd my room
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| But on the night the cold wars bloom
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| You’re the only roof I’m standing under
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| Weep like willows, break like waves
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| We are fragile creatures on collision
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| With our judgement days
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| Your heart smolders in the marrow of the night
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| Bitter waters cannot quench my thirsty fire
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| Still, I want to do what’s right
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| But I can’t get no sleep
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| Can I stand beside the way you love tonight
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| Can I stand
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| Can I stand beside the way you love tonight
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| Can I stand
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| Can I stand beside the way you love |