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Staffan

Oh High noon dead moon A hangin all over you yeah Devilman yes I can cut a little piece of you yeah Hell yeah inside you Hell yeah Hell yeah destroy

Down Below, where the cold winds blow Roots sustained from the blood that you flow Hard to see, hard to see where you be at Where we meet at [digging?]

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The stars in the sky-sparkled in your eyes Like diamonds they appeared-so blue and clear No beauty could compare-to the moon upon your hair Like shimmering

Don't unpack your suitcase I wouldn't guess you'd be staying long And all the nighttime animals Are telling me that I've lost your love We could have

I hope you don??° know my name It just wouldn??° be the same I??¦ confused about all the things I do Cause nothing that I say is true And if I tell

Please look at me now Look at all the things I do I won't pay attention to you I hope I can gather a crowd Everyone should know I'm at my happiest With

I'm full of emptiness Relaxing with my stress Don't try to clean my mess I'm happier this way I live for my demise I love who I despise Feed me a soothing

I need a fix of carbohydrates to get me high Can't even be a little bit too late or I will die To lazy to run up those hills And to cheap to buy those