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Texty: Riviera Heist (The). Encircle. Entry Of The Wounded.


When did we stop this
Struggles are not of degree
But do bring lights upon
But I can finally see a white robe in the dark

Forgotten but we will not forget
When landmarks and willingness
Remind you aspects retire
Fall above

I cant exercise containment when I red
We see
Not threads of footprints
But only ahead what is ablaze

I have proven what this means to me
So turn out the light
And fuck the darkness

Over come this time youll fall into his arms
Embrace a feeling left behind

The realization of an opening
Wont be bright enough
But Ill take my chances
So blame me as you will
The Riviera Heist