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From the fog came a welcome sight Including interest she owes me her life Goodnight, turn on the lights After death we’ll reunite Getting buried alone Getting buried with the whittlings of nitro alone Bury bottles alone Getting little with the whittlings of nitro alone From the fog came a welcome sight At the bottom there’s nothing to do but fight Without speaking a word we kissed goodnight After death we’ll reunite Bury bottles alone Getting little with the whittlings of nitro alone Getting buried alone Getting buried with the whittlings of nitro alone Getting buried alone Getting little with the whittlings of nitro alone Bury bottles alone Getting buried with the whittlings of nitro alone

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from Twelve Songs in One Track of Prepositions of Prominence, released October 31, 2014

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