.Keep what isn't mine swell
The fiend in the cold, plucks his last hairs as he stares at you
She took me; the heavens broke with such a ruse
She wears diamond shoes, youth and order served no more
Red, blue, yellow, gold
Red, blue, yellow, gold.
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