Dark HorseMyrra Rós
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The dark horse is out of the staple
I can not breathe and there's no sign of air around
I'm watching him shatter my windows
I freeze and I flicker lamp posts turn on and then off again
And it runs through your bones this feeling that you know
all these things I know
I'm watching you shatter my windows
I freeze and I flicker lamp posts turn on and then off again
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