In the night where I live,
There's strange force in your kiss oh
All's divine in desire
With an ire of philosophy,
Burning scrolls in the naked heat,
Oh how coy is your little boy. No!
Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah!
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in
I got buried
No it won't be long. Yeah!
In the night where I live,
Your children sway they fuel the kitch
Raise their glass to Soviet cries in the ward,
And in shadows
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Outright, in times of old,
Fumes are falling, smell them burn,
Like always, yes always.
Now here!
Cause I know it don't read that well.
And I know, only time will tell me
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in song
And I know it don't read that well, yeah
I got buried
No it won't be long before I rise in.
I got oh buried
Oh no
Cause I know I got you
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