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para trás, gire para trás
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
disse
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
poderíamos nós mas para saber
os prayers brancos pequenos
a escuridão rola para cima

 



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