Another winter I survived
Another child taken down into the ground
And
Gloss over all those magazines
Painted with plastic surgery
And replace so
I can't find freedom in the values of this world
So
Times are strange
And times have changed
Well, here I come
But I
I fell into her dress
Slip down the drain
I fell into
I changed your name again.
You are out to lose yourself
I am the snow running from the sky, running from
When in Rome do as the Romans do
When in Rome
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