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I know you're alone
In the dark all alone.
Underneath the covers hiding from the demons,
That came for your soul.

They might be over in the closet,
They might be underneath your bed.
They might be just outside your window, baby

You're walking the thin line
Between here and out of control
You kept me in mind
You got the paper cuts to prove it
Your sea sick smile
Screams sweet nausea
'76 was a good year for me
It's been uphill since then

Down tide, sick with treason.
High rise, final season.
Your life cut to ribbons, too.
Boo-hoo red, white and you.
This time next September.
You'll always be dismembered.
Our lives left in pieces, too.
Boo-hoo red, white and you.

Such a shame what became of a broken heart,
Till this day it remains hanging in the dark.
And I'm afraid and ashamed of the things she said,
Never been so alive, never felt more dead.

And these days all is great, but the water's red.
I entertain these insane visions in my head.
I fell in love just above the vapor trails