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My manifesto is a compound of blood The sweat that left me long ago Your fingers move by candlelight I prefer the closet to the naked sunlight Shoot down the sun The scene of the crime is a carnival ride Bystanders weep on every side You shot down the sun, our hand are tied Two faced victims have no place to confide Shoot down the sun Breakdown Shoot down the sun |