sundays best - tracing paper lyrics
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here lies the boy with corroded lines.
let’s begin without steam; the state i’m in…
what becomes of him?
cold, dark, sold, starved, blank, terror…
he won’t allow.
trace the bounded stain.
will he break the chain?
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