Many neighborhoods have run out of air
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a lot of window frames that fly
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There are too many voices telling you to strive for success, doubts all make you doubt yourself
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want not to breathe finally gasp
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Want to swallow fireworks and try to fly again
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Maybe the wound proves that the blood is beautiful but who is watching you cut your arm
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I say hey hey love is the way
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As the soul hates you, breathe out with the sun
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Looking at you from the white clouds, flying over the roses
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don't want to hurt you again, live forever
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Love is the way
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No matter whether there is truth in the end
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no matter what century
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At least today I decide that you are beautiful and everyone is watching you, wave your arms quickly
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I say hey hey love is the way
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As the soul hates you, breathe out with the sun
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Looking at you from the white clouds, flying over the roses
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don't want to hurt you again, live forever
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Love is the way
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Even if it hurts, you can afford the pain
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If you love what you love so much that you will never die, then you should be quiet and listen to yourself
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Then bear yourself at night
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I say hey hey love is the way
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As the soul hates you, breathe out with the sun
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Looking at you from the white clouds looks like a rose
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If you hurt you again, the sky will be sad
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May you take care of you more and live forever
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Love is the way… |