For You I'll Be Forgetting Me
Noise Ratchet
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Decorations fell,
A red and green wives tale.
A silver line surrounds
Rooftops and black clouds
Are on their way to me.
Happy Birthday to me
The forgotten King
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Open hand outstretched
To receive their prize.
But I could give you anything,
Yes anything
You're everything to me.