.When the rafter started swaying and the canary gives a cry.
I get the feeling I might be trapped inside your coalmine.
Where the ground becomes so shaky, that your neighbour multiplies.
And your'e wiping the devils ashes from your poor eyes.
But even in the midst of this.
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