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everyday, when morning comes
until the dark of night
is calling
i don't know where
they all come from
taking the space
'til there is no moving at all
filling the air
with breath burning black
so pitiful and barely crawlin'
nowhere to go just killing time
poor creatures with nowhere
to run
if you listen
then you may hear
the chokin' voices and torment
they keep cryin'

everyday, when morning comes
until the dark of night
is calling
nowhere to go just killing time
poor creatures with nowhere
to run
if you try now,
well you will hear
voices trembling sure as
they are cryin'
cryin'
they are cryin'
cryin'　they are cryln'...