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Max Kevin Stereotype Be

: You come into the threshold Of another starless night of fear You're running from the demons That would drag you down again Illusions of the world

wouldn't last And they said the years would break our backs So here we are again my friend To mystify their narrow plans You and I were meant to be Much

: As the sand shifts cool beneath your feet By the light of a dead end moon Your haunted fingers on my skin so sweet Your hair the darkest loom Like

: Oh tell me do you live in dreams You're not exactly what you seem to be Yeah, we want to follow Alycen But come tomorrow we will want to run from Alycen

leave it So where you gonna go Who you gonna call When you know it's time to play the game What's your mystery Who's it gonna be When you know it's time

: There's no one stirring on my street tonight There's no one leaning on my window pane No one to ascertain, or just apologize to There's no one to kill

: You are the center of your own private little constellation And you are the jury and judge of every little deconstructed fable And you like the way

it's gonna end There's a star in Bethlehem, calling you It's a memory of one made it (chorus) Be, be yourself There's no one who does it quite like you And be

As the sand shifts cool beneath your feet By the light of a dead end moon Your haunted fingers on my skin so sweet Your hair the darkest loom Like