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We Take Mystery To Bed - text

Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things for her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world

Something is wrong

There is no longer any normal to me
You're my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless possessions of me and you and greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes

Something is wrong

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