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Masquerade

Dead Horses

You give and you give to this, all gone away
And you lost your mask
At the last masquerade of grown
Tired of trying to find the right things to say, yeah, yeah

Who's been whispering softly to me
About lovers and liars and lost families
About being something I'm not sure I can be, yeah, yeah

Falling so slowly and make it holy

You tell me what's right when there ain't nothing right
You ruined all dog too lost, to put all the feirgn fine
Would you sing me a song?
Would you let me alive? Yeah, yeah

Would you dance around bottles with me in the dark?
Would you hit me so sweet and I make a mark?
Scratch our initials in the old tree bog, yeah, yeah

Falling so slowly and make it holy