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Ring For My Lover
We were the optimists about demise and the passing of time
The next thing we know we are done growing up and the world's an open space and an empty place and then we begin to forget happiness
Its a goal or a step or a fuck it I quit, Moving on to the disappointed camera flash, We will wake up and we will be all out of cash or we'll be waking up in another's hot bath
Diamond shudders and your eyes flutter, We will be sure to be smiling and white and enticing and always questioning our intentions and our beleifs
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