.(All thoughts)
(All thoughts)
(All thoughts)
(The way clouds drift on a warm summer afternoon)
House is burning, she's so cold
Hands of silver, hands of gold
Rising from a pyramid
She'll take you where the pharaohs live
Neatly packaged, sleek design
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