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Bring Back The Night

 

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Did you know

Did you know you’d find me here?

Were you looking, babe

Or is it you you’re trying to leave?

 

Concrete arch hangs low

The news lays crumpled at our feet

Dirty needles tear

But skin so bare is barely worth defeat

 

Bring back the night

Starry eyed

Before the curse

Of age and time

A flat foot race

A tortured sun

Bring back the night

Our shadows one

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