.Moon's throwing daggers
At the targets on the street
Trucks wipe the sweat out of their eyes
The brain is making promises
The body cannot keep
You duck inside a doorway
And you change into your favorite disguise
Black hole in your pocket
But there's jingles up your sl.
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