Martin Eden
by The Twilight Singers
Black out the windows
I'ts pary time
You know how I love stormy weather
So, let's all play suicide
The crowd wants you bleeding
The eyes from your head
Get off your knees
You'll be fine-
How wide?
How deep the river?
Black-as dark as night
How long?
How far?
I'll know when I get to the other side...
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