Carbon
The guillotine
rests too clean.
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The guillotine
rests too clean.
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[[songs/g/gorillaz/demon_days/dare.md#its-dare-vyl-wnanory|[How dare you?!]]]
The guillotine
rests too clean.
The future is gone,
you could’ve listened to her.
How dare you.
How dare you.
The guillotine
rests too clean.