.To think I'd ever disappoint you
The sky's right open now
Your ghost is floating through the telegraph wires
On the steamy streets far below
You lie awake and over sober cicada torture
And nothing's open and the clock lags on
Always 4:01 in the morn
Feel it's my duty t.
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