Melancholy Is My Wife

Dead souls are shouting
Melancholy is my wife
Angels are dying
Love hurts like a knife
Shadows are dancing
What a great life
Some people are fighting
There’s no one alive
The streets are burning
We can’t survive
Nobody is breathing
What a great life
All right!

—Caroline Laher and Franck Garcia

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