& it's cold, & it's cold, as we walk from room to room. soon enough we will come to realise that not a single thing we can do will make an iota of sense. not in our situation at least.button up so you don't catch cold.
i would like to take you away, take you away from this place. take you to where the cattle graze, & i don't know my name.
let's forget, let's just forget.
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