When the light is done
And the shadow's at ease
I watch from the window
A moth on my sleeve
Riding this hurricane night
Oh, ohh
I'm like a ghost brought to life
In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger
In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger
Spitting this sex
Like I was pissing in the wind
Of a thousand years
To forget your smile
And the taste of tears
To forget your smile
The taste of tears
In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger
In the grave, no one
No one will be a stranger

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