(Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces) To turn away from the night Allowing the light a low He's surely fooling yourself Leaving life on the shelf You'll never know How low an angry heart can go How long a sitting hands return meant (Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces)
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