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down the streets of burning candy apples

the reality burns down the steeples

and i cant turn back

i cant give up now

and all your words only take a piece of me

cause its hard to know who to trust and who to believe

 

i am the least

of all of these

so i'll get down on my knees

and i'll close all the doors

and i'll lay down on the floor

cause its hard to adore

and we have to be able to see

cause all the liars swim in the sea

of darkness and only daylight

and only truth

can set us free

 

and the candy apples tempt me

to close my eyes and forget how to believe