When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn
Some things that can only be whispered here.
When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind You're in the walls that I made with crosses and frames Hanging upside down For granted, in vain, I took everything I ever cared about
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When the curtains call the time
Will we both go home alive?
It wasn't hard to realize
Love's the death of peace of mind
You're in the walls that I made with crosses and frames
Hanging upside down
For granted, in vain, I took everything
I ever cared about
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