Fingerprints on my eyes like ten tiny maps to heaven
Or ten rogue angels torching the house of god
I felt something pressing against my kidneys
Maybe a pair of wings
Maybe the ghost of a bullet
Or ten rogue angels torching the house of god
I felt something pressing against my kidneys
Maybe a pair of wings
Maybe the ghost of a bullet
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