I walked down the pale corridors
Silent shufflers in the streets are
Silent shufflers in the sheets
Silent shufflers in the streets are
Silent shufflers in the sheets
And here you are
We are ghosts in the windows of homes
Show me why you're not afraid anymore
Breathe
We with colourful throats
The words that I write
Are the words that I owe
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