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Black shoes
On the floor of her room
Bad news
Storm when she comes
Wasted talent
You can't keep your balance
Can't stand the silence
So you'll let me have it
Black shoes
Like there's something to prove
New tattoos
Barbwire heart
And I got some milage
We all got some milage
Playing iris
While I follow sirens
Black shoes
Dancing to a fake drum
Can't lose
Not with this luck
Calm you down when you're angry
Call it off, girl, this ain't me
(Ambroxyde)