It's in the letters that he made
It's in the January rain
In casinos and the shops
How many people do you know?
How many friends will you outgrow?
Who are you anyway?
You bought the sin around the same
The wolf, the man, the things you hate
I have become that ferocious loser
It's in the darkest of your thoughts
It's in the Paris on the shores
It's in the mirror
A flash of colour
People watch from the shoreline
whore
where
welcome
weeks
warmth
understand
tongue
there
simulator
shores
endless
casinos
spring
amends
creator
shoreline
colour
happy
thousand
killed
casually
around
times
ferocious
honest
every
always
enough
together
loser
colours
anyway
become
biker
flash
friends
thoughts
outgrow
paris
drink
needs
bought
things
bottom
people
darkest
break
thing
soldiers
across
giving
hearts
watch
inside
january
survival
leave
simple
letters
moving
clear
living
shops
mirror
young
brings
never
sacred
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