.Gloomy afternoons spent in movie houses
Love blood spilled by the golden ounces
And you give me a beautiful way of thinking
A night owl calls and defends the kingdom
Locked in a forest of plastic freedom
Iâm hiding out
Iâm laying low
Iâm playing dead with nowhe.
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