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Saturday 19 October 2019

Black Rain

If I could hug my love, could I try for your wings to cover me and let them fold
Half alive I hurt the most brilliant lie
Sleepless eyes, close the light and rest your mind while you burn
Can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
By cutting out your tongue you save face
Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day
Cry on black rain, cry on black rain cry on black rain

If I could hug my love could I try for your wings to cover me unless I fall
Sleepless eyes, close the light and rest your mind while you burn
You can't stutter when you're talking with your eyes
By cutting out your tongue you save face
Feeding on the blood lets running from a big day
Cry on black rain, cry on black rain cry on black rain

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