I'm out of place out of time out words going out of her mind
I've got blood on my hands I try to talk to myself to figure out a plan but
Here I am. shape shifting again

I didn't mean to hurt all of em' I suggest you run while you still can
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Purse Of Stories Lyrics

Up Dharma Down – Purse Of Stories Lyrics