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metu mortis - funeral flies lyrics

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lay me down, on nothing more than a bed of grass
my arms wrapped around the closest thing i had to a past
still there’s a mark of what you were
some subtle call to bring you back to her

tinctures and wasted friends, i’m ready for my ever*present end
if we’re truly on our own, then how can people die upon a throne?
people were always things to me, and i the tiny island on a cloudy sea
now all my closest things are gone, and my single life is wasted all alonе

- funeral flies lyrics

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