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Forced myself to sleep last night |
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Woke up to all white |
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Saw all the tears and cries |
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Screamed out but reply |
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Nirvana dreams were never right |
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Crossing to the other side |
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It's too late to take this back |
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Accidental excess |
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Now what's in store for a |
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Soul with premature wings that will never soar |
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For what they're made for |
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Why we wingless angels fall |
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We'll die if our wings don't grow at all |
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So tell me why we wingless angels fall |
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We'll die if our wings don't grow at all |
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Life is always strange |
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Signs like wandering |
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Mental sodomy |
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This can't be happening |
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So tell me why we wingless angels fall |
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We'll die if our wings don't grow at all |
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So tell me why we wingless angels fall |
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We'll die if our wings don't grow at all |
