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Panic in action scrambling contraption Misconception of relation Thought you'd be more frenetic(al)

I thought this night would shade me from everything Actually it's moonlight I don't know what I'm made of Actually it's moonlight I must have made something not quite special You tread a trade on promise You tread a trade on promise What it is, is afterthought.

Malediction is neither black nor white by any means It is the sun chasing the moon in an endless catastrophe.