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Shell for the mourning

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A book to steal, a heart to peel, a mind to drag, another shell for the mourning, some other ship for the journey. A train to catch, a dream to trap, a fog to blame, another name for the Quisling, oh, I see through your dark disguise. Another rope for your neck, I know, the morbid blues are sick, I know. A book to steal, a heart to peel, a mind to drag, another shell for the mourning, some other ship for the journey. Another heart for my stick, I know, the morbid blues are sick, I know. Another rope for your neck, I know, the morbid blues are sick, I know. Another hole for my bullet, I know, the morbid blues are sick. Another rope for your neck, I know, the morbid blues are sick, I know. Another hole for my bullet, I know, the morbid blues are sick, I know.