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Apocalypse

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Lanterns of memories

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My train to nowhere

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The scars you gave me

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And she dies

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Metaphors are just hypocrisy in disguise

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I can need you

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And then I gave up too

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When the day gave up too

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When the night gave up

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So lost

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