THE NIGHTLIFE (the devil's dementia)
God
there's something
wrong
with my inside
yeah, I'm so scared
i wanna hide
but
The Righteous One
says
despite the sun
and
just ride
but father
your daughter
wants to walk
yeah she wants
to fly
like a hawk
without being
stalked
by a creep
or
scared
to go to sleep
deep
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