Wrap your blackest coat around your throat
tonight.
There's a brand-new tune around the moon
tonight.
And your father's standing by the water
without his daughter.
And your mother's standing in the cellar,
you didn't tell her.
And there is something near that you can hear
tonight.
There's a brand-new storm around your form
tonight.
And that dress you wore has fallen to the ground.
Take the brightest scream out of your dream
tonight.
There's a brand-new sweet forbidden treat
tonight.
And your mother's standing in the cellar,
you didn't tell her.
And your father's standing by the water,
without his daughter.
Wrap your blackest coat up round your throat
tonight.
There's a brand-new tune around the moon
tonight.
And there's some brand-new proof that you're aloof
tonight.
There's a brand-new song for you to sing.
Sing along tonight.
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