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Snow on the Moon - SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE
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Snow on the Moon SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE

Snow on the Moon - SPIRIT OF THE BEEHIVE
Life is nice
I'm fucked up always
What comes after?
A speck of dust floats
Through the studio
Oh let's mic it

I'm freezing cold and soaking right through
I hope your eyes meet someone else's
And fall in love in soon

I don't want to be the object of our disdain
Just know that if you hate yourself, I hate myself twice as much
Can you see me now? Can you hear my voice?
As a scream across the sky, I thought "I don't wanna die"

(There's snow on the moon)

Train's coming
If I don't miss it I'll be there in twenty hours
I won't be long
I'm just taking my time

(Stop)
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