Damage Of The Night

It lurks in shadows late at night, it'll tell you that you're fine

Just like a river that's too wide, you won't make the other side, you won't make the other side

You walk outside, just to feel the damage of the night

There's black and white writing, painted high up in the sky

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It's all focus all the time, like a static tv it blurs your mind

Itching what you feel inside, it heaps when you can see past disguise

It helps when you can see past disguise

You walk outside, just to feel the damage of the night

There's black and white writing, painted high up in the sky

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