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Shapes do melt, until they're small looking down at scattered bones. I used to keep a slender harp, till they spread her ghost on till they spread over stone. I pulled a trigger by mistake flowered at the aftermath. slowly recognize the scale we will be ephemeral. we will be ephemeral. Fact isn't what you see not anymore what it used to be fact isn't what you see not anymore what it used to be Be, be, me, me, me fact isn't what you see not what it used to be. i'm flowing like black water Songtexteto us. insurgency. to us. insurgency. Aus Songtexte Mania