Somehow we're sent by fools No better when we're lost I fell into your shoes But only one Hoping to be shown A leaner curfew Hopeful senseless sins Gathering clues Weaving into Feeding off the youth Somehow we're sent by fools No better when we're lost I fell into your shoes But only one The skies are overwhelmed Another teacher Heads for higher ground Gathering clues Weaving into Feeding off the youth Closing chapters tell of A final virtue Pay for healing as Eyes go hollow Weaving into We bring this to you I fell into your shoes But only one
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