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Bring Back The Night
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Did you know
Did you know you’d find me here?
Were you looking, babe
Or is it you you’re trying to leave?
Concrete arch hangs low
The news lays crumpled at our feet
Dirty needles tear
But skin so bare is barely worth defeat
Bring back the night
Starry eyed
Before the curse
Of age and time
A flat foot race
A tortured sun
Bring back the night
Our shadows one
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