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once I was taught to fly |
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but someone kept me in his eye |
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my wings were burnt and for a while I cried |
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but now I'm in the air again |
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and headed for a better when |
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to land upon a closer friend again |
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I drew my own world in every sky |
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in few and cruel words you passed me by |
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it took me years to concentrate on anything or any fate |
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but the one I found in hate for you |
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you tangoed down 'till you were sore |
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a bottled leaked and many more... |
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I picked you from a frozen floor again |
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I wish I could have done whatever I felt |
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just to pull a loaded gun from my belt and blow it in your mouth... |
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blow it in your mouth... |
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let me go... I'll make it better on my own |
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let me go... I may just break a few bones |
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let me go... I ask you to let me go |
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and just let me flow |
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you die in every dream I have, but I still wake up |
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it may be you that made me dring... |
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I dring...I dring... |
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let me go... I'll make it better on my own |
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let me go... I may just break a few bones |
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let me go... I ask you to let me go |
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and just let it flow |
