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Under ugly moons Pleasant as it was I don’t assume I was there at all Nights full of frauds You could be making it up The seconds that I lost Gone are all the faces Threaded into the dark You could be right about You could be right about Gone are all the faces threaded into the dark You could be right about You could be right about Walking east of the world I heard laughing Imagine it was all Hideous and true The wild things we do It could be nothing of mine Just someone that I knew Gone are all the placеs threaded into the dark You could bе right about it You could be right about it Gone are all the places threaded into the dark You could be right about Letras de cancionesYou could be right about Gone are all the places threaded into the dark You could be right about You could be right about Gone are all the places threaded into the dark You could be right about You could be right about From Letras Mania