In my skull I make our way
Mull the thoughts
It's the way to play
What we have
It can't be stained
Dry the bones and keep what remains
Give us all a brand new face
With wicked sight and heavy pace
Take your grief and make it a game
I believe that these are the days
In my skull I make our way
Mull the thoughts
It's the way to play
What we have
It can't be stained
Dry the bones and keep what remains
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