C atch and hold for ransome A n adorable helpless soul P roccess what we cannot fathom T heir power of mind control U ntouched thats how we leave them R einact thier little scare E xcept we never learn that this won't go, anywhere
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S omething nie bright as day nor black as night yet somewhere in between O f our world yet it still creates a spectral scene U tmost fear is held of its holy regime L est fear of death or black of night shall thy come in between
L ooking at a friend A and they're being silly U northadox behavior G oing to make me burst from H ilarity tickling my nose and I can't take it N ever ending steam of noise G reat feelings and outloud joys
A nd I want to be here N odding along to your heartbreak T unes telling you I t's going to be okay and D amning those who say it wont and E veryday I want to wake up P ressing play on your heart R eviving all of the old joys and E ven though you tell me you hate everything I can S ee the smile in you eyes and I S ee the happiness in your words A nd I don't have to tell you anymore because N ow you know T hat everything is going to be okay.
