In my town the witches play "hum your favourite tune"
while they steal your youth like an apple from the forbidden tree
And every whisper 'round every corner echoes off everything
while they steal your youth like an apple from the forbidden tree
And every whisper 'round every corner echoes off everything
nobody loves and nobody feels(no one ever thinks they're dying..)
In this town in the fields we graze we're only killing time, while kings and queens like playwrights decide who shall live and who shall die! - and in this town all the cemeteries are all outside of town
and no one ever talks of dying
even if you think you're dying you'd better keep it together in the presence of others or they'll fucking eat you alive
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