There was a rapture so I can never see you anymore
Nightmares believable, walking into sweet oblivion
I'm not saying it's easy to feel it all nor not at all
When somebody say lay down your gun
And when you lay it down, get ready to run
Situation dire, it's gone away
It's not going away
Since you're wasting time again, my friend
On Bonnie Brae, on Bonnie Brae
If she's your master then get down
On your knees and beg for more
I'm not saying it's easier
To live your life like her little whore
'Cause when you play with fire
Take your fate, it's not going away
Situation dire, on Bonnie Brae
On Bonnie Brae, on Bonnie Brae
The soul, the screen
The smoke in between
The rise, the fall, the thrill of [unverified]
The first, the last, the sins of the past
The burn, the fade
The skin that you've flayed
Come see the sun, kill everyone
But me, I'm free indubitably

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