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[02:26.85]My knuckles are bleeding on your front door [03:07.05]And these flowers are wilting in the rain [03:17.49]They were for you and now they are for no one [03:34.65]They are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace [03:59.79]They are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star [04:10.68]Here is a boy with paper skin [04:12.33]Who longs to touch the girl of broken glass [04:16.62]She loves it when he wears his skin like that [04:52.35]In tatters