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Lyrics:
the icicles chime fingerings lost in the motions of our hands sit just as you are
lost in the crime carry the choir age and peel
after the quiet bleeds peel and age familiar peace in the pain
pulling you wrong in soft belief and midnight finish a violent quiet freeze
the carnival fighters are sharing a bed tonight bruised in the hay
the circle around the brawl divides in frozen rain on spider's house
after the quiet bleeds peel and age familiar peace in the pain
raindrops tremble and wait to freeze on spiders house
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