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Moth Mommy: sever the blight.
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Moth Mommy: days of old.
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Moth Mommy: this city is a graveyard.
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Moth Mommy: i'm a cyclone.
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Moth Mommy: i'm still prayin' for that house in Nebraska.
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Moth Mommy: we'll work it out.
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Moth Mommy: my fear entwined with my regret.
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Moth Mommy: i'm just a silhouette.
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Moth Mommy: & i swear i'd burn this city down to show you the light.
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Moth Mommy: & it's a mighty fine mistake to make.
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Moth Mommy: i believe in ecstasy.
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Moth Mommy: a smile lights up her stupid face.
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Moth Mommy: oh, this is love from a gurney.