Yell to the moon
The rage of existing
The death of an heart
The birth of a fake sun
Cry on your shoes
the sand of my eyes
Dry out the grave
Your marvelous lies
He's my rebellion
My reason to live
But you'll never know it
'Cause we can't write this page.
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