And I am on the rocks.
Ruffled feathers and the devil we know best.
I am lost.
I will ask you to leave.
I want nothing here that doesn't need to be.
Ruffled feathers and the devil we know best.
I am lost.
With a blood in your hand.
You sing to me.
If you want me to.
If you ask me.
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