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Youre my favorite day dream.
Im your famous nightmare.
Everything I see looks like gold,
everything I touch goes cold.
Castles In The Snow.
Heres all I know.
Your checkered room and your velvet bow.
Your elvis song in my ears,
that wounded voice that I hear.
Now we are bold as breathe,
We walk alone our golden crest.
We hide away from the weak.
We only look and don't speak.
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