Here you go. It's the theater fire.

With these tears, could rust a train.

All my gilded dreams have tarnished green

Turn my muses skin skin into an awful thing

and oh my God these tears

could cross the train

and up my God these feelings

Close

to shame

Oh baby

Then you go and do the things you do.

And I love your special ways.

Yeah, I love your special way.

Oh, baby, even though I feel unworthy to witness your special ways,

witness your special ways witness your special ways

oh my darling

and easy falling

for your special ways

for your special ways

for your special ways

I'm I'm special ways. Yeah, Felt to wait without a path

The color without a pass the compass in my head points the

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