LYRIC
First night back, sitting in the graveyard
Digging up what's below, once we've emptied my pack
What was behind our backs?
OoooOoooOoooOooo
I got spooked
About going back without you
After the third floor, and the morning I spent with you
When I couldn't see the moon
You said was cut in half
I thought I'd just go to sleep and dream up the next time we'd speak
OoooOoooOoooOooo
OoooOoooOoooOooo
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