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Inserted memories

Back to haunt us, not to save us

Driving all night in Copenhagen

I need to leave this, I need it now

You seem uncertain – I will correct you

It’s not a feeling, please realize

It’s not a drill, they’re really here

Inside my heart, the symbolism

Let go of my two feet

We’re hanging by a thread

The evil matter

We leave the scene

And for a dead man’s hand

You’re using mine