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Epiphany in the dark on my bed stars passing All those weary voices said hang in and flipped out She's the sparkle that stings Tossed out, called out again Now it's known across the room The look of fears are so dissing Racing down the blackened road bracing And rushed against He's the drink that's so mean Time out, he's tossed it again Queen Demure she travels there And rebels stare and bad laquer We just turn it side to side Loving the promise We love the promise Times up, it's a book drink thing Look for sense waters gleam We look for sense in the click of lanes From Letras Mania