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Seven hundred miles away
From what you have to offer
So sweet and soft
Your pillow
There is an evil to see us to death alone
And who couldn't miss the walls that cradle us?
And sometimes they closed in on you
Cause you to suffer
The suffering emptiness will only fill the place with a death
