Pouring, pulsing, waiting
This is something I am hating
Down the street
So indiscreet
Please don't, please don't
Repeat.
This is something I am hating
Down the street
So indiscreet
Please don't, please don't
Repeat.
Repeat.
Blowing, shrieking, screaming wind
Nothing short of, somewhat sin
Lightning strikes, up so high
Spiderwebs across the sky
Crackling thin, forceful sound
Is to which, I am bound.
Too loud, too quick, too soon
On this quiet afternoon.
Blowing, shrieking, screaming wind
Nothing short of, somewhat sin
Lightning strikes, up so high
Spiderwebs across the sky
Crackling thin, forceful sound
Is to which, I am bound.
Too loud, too quick, too soon
On this quiet afternoon.
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