الكلمات الأصلية
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Dark fence
Vitiatin'
My aperture
In the interrogating
Moonlight
Never been a home
Where I didn't spill my bones
No there's never been a home
Where I didn't spill my bones
Knocking, scraping at my door
All of the things I failed to do
Before
Shooting gallery
Of day-to-day history
Never been a home
I didn't spill my bones
Dark fence
Impaling
My shame of reference
In the accountability
Oversight
