Clara would be proud to know us
We've taken it to the end
Where the gray turns to black
And where the white just begins

we live every day on the water
The night just kills the pain
From the suffering that was
We are no stranger-we are dust

Down in the crown we're down on our knees
Wanna get out but don't wanna succeed
We're the red-eyed legends of the night before
We're the dead mind babies of the T.V. war

Living in rectory of sin
Against the currents we all swim
Cageless wonders of sometime when
The paper lion's chase will end

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