I've got all my enemies here
Some are formed from love, and some from fear
So let's shake hands and meet again next year
I have left you linger in the shame
Resting until darkness finds its name
Movie screen with monsters I have met
We will meet again some other time
You will never be hard to find
Likely, always be one step behind, behind, behind, behind
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