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Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

I promise to build you a machine
To stitch the sky back into one piece
Before tonight
Please play with dead thoughts and memories
Because I'm tired of being safe
In my mind

So who am I?
Who am I?

So goodbye, goodbye everyone, goodbye
Goodbye, there are no keys left to stab my secrets with
In my mind

And if you find a grave made for objects
In a place where no one takes them home
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright

Goodbye, goodbye everyone, goodbye
Goodbye, there are no keys left to stab my secrets with
In my mind

And if you find a grave made for objects
In a place where no one takes them home
I will help you figure it out
And write a history for dead animals in pink scarves

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