I woke up with the morning frights Sweating shaking pure blitz fear Nothing is right All is asunder
A shoe A letter A sweater
What will be there If I look in the mirror glass? Who will face me? In this dark
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I woke up with the morning frights Sweating shaking pure blitz fear Nothing is right All is asunder
A shoe A letter A sweater
What will be there If I look in the mirror glass? Who will face me? In this dark