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Come with me they're sleeping We'll be ghosts in the night We'll offer up our demons The vicious will be kind tonight Faith gave way to fortune She was dressed in white We were faced with fate then As she moved through the light At night the women cry out Come with me they're sleeping We'll be ghosts in the night We'll offer up those demons The vicious will be kind Tonight the women cry out
Writer(s): Sarah Matas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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