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August

from August by Ruïneer

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In the mist, in the night, the opera sang
And I feel alive, in the night, your name rang
Alive
Who can win?

Alive, alive
A summer alive
Alive, alive
A summer at home

Tonight, we will be alone
Tonight, who am I to you?
Who can win?

Alive, alive
A summer alive
Alive, alive
A summer at home

But I'm cold
I'm weak
And I tremble as I speak
I'm wasteful and tired
I fall through your hands
But thank God I'm not a liar
I'm meek and I'm sorry
As I hide in your sheets
And break free from desire
Like a child free from harm
What's it like to be a child free from harm?
I never have

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from August, track released November 23, 2015

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