So you tripped up on the wing that you lost
Fell
I remember back, way back when I was young...thought I
Used to be that the world would mock me...all the
I hate it now
The way we doubt
The way we turn
Shoulders so cold and the air was so thick...The smell
Open up, open wide, wisen up in your ways...I think
When I was born so innocent, the world lay before
Oh, no, no, no, no...
They said she never would amount
All I have is just what you see,
Right before you
Is anybody there?
Is anybody there?
Is anybody there?
There's a day some
I woke with my head now, head on the floor,
She whispers to me all about her family, and the
Your near but far and I'm underground
I've been down so
The world is spinning
and it's right in front of me
Mister
Locked up stuck again, far from the places that I've
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