Dead Inspiration
The way the wind moves on those eerie nights
The moon hanging high in the night sky
These are the things that inspire me
The way you could love even me
And the way it comes so eternaly
These are the things that inspire me
When the rage races through these veins
When salty tears fall down this face
These are the things that inspire me
The look that comes from those almond eyes
The guilt that I know you feel
These are the things that inspire me
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