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No sleep, you’re counting those falling
Turn white as a sheet in the face of the rain grown colder.
The wild flower waltzing,
The locomotive crawling,
But on the wheels where the rust don’t stain
Your self-chosen cure is your self chosen pain!

No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide!
Join me, come meet/ with me
Black lights suit you, baby...

Too sweet, it’s there for the killing
Lie there at your feet, but the face in the mirror has grown older
A bell’s distant ringing, the scorpion stinging,
Bells making noise, but your mind don’t care
Words screaming in like you there...
Inside, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide!
Join me, come meet me,
You know the black light suits you, baby...

Inside, inside
To the back of a train they call suicide
Join me, come meet me,
You know the black light suits you, baby...

No time to ride on the back of a beast such as suicide!
Join me, come meet me,
You know black lights suit you baby.

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