.No one will see me cry
No one ever will make me lie
A deja-vu, cyanic moon
I'm in a cocoon of ironical silk, tonight
Of iridescent butterflies
Down at dusk under cumulus clouds
They start to form
Twisters dropping out of the sky
I'm dreaming the day we die
Whit.
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