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Monday Is Sunday Lyrics & Chords By The Open Season

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This new mask I wear was cast perfect from your face. And now your body lies in roses rotting to waste. I'll dress in your skin and paint myself just like a whore. You know...read more

I'll wear the smile that you gave me, always I'll wear it so contagiously all day I'd do almost anything that you say I'd be away for centuries and you'd wait I need you, to...read more

hazed memory of forgotten stability constructed meaning to project reality as we all too often assume an amoral world morality our concept of dignity constructed ethic protestant relic...read more

Well there's something wrong right here Could you save me? Save me yeah Well there's something wrong right here And could you save me? Save me yeah Cause...read more

You have come Wipe away the tears and all I've seen I'm in His place and I know the place that I'm in Fear's aside there's light inside of me And I'm...read more

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