The sky lit up the stars
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From the window of my room
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Maybe it's too late to regret
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And there are no thoughts
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Only cigarette smoke
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Languidly pulling from the windows
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Look at this world
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Look there - What's there?
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You see, here I am closed
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From the outside world
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There is sun, rain
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And even in the turmoil so beautiful
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I looked back to see
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Where did you come from
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And instead of paths I saw a forest
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What is seen behind the curtains
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And everyone is chirping "Blah blah blah"
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That all roads lead to nowhere
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And there is a war going on behind the walls
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The moon is red with a drop of blood
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And everyone is chirping "Blah blah blah"
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That all roads lead to nowhere
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And there is a war going on behind the walls
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The moon is red with a drop of blood
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And all around chirping out of order
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They did not resist the line
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The stars dug into the roof of the building
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It was like the whole sky was in front of me
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And you see, here I am closed
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From the world of everything
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And what's in the room
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That it's cold in the apartment
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I can keep warm
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Only about batteries
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Sometimes even people
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They don't even warm up.
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And everyone is chirping "Blah blah blah"
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That all roads lead to nowhere
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And there is a war going on behind the walls
|
The moon is red with a drop of blood
|
And everyone is chirping "Blah blah blah"
|
That all roads lead to nowhere
|
And there is a war going on behind the walls
|
The moon is red with a drop of blood
|
The sky lit up the stars
|
From the window of my room
|
Maybe it's too late to regret
|
And there are no thoughts
|
Only cigarette smoke
|
Languidly pulling from the windows
|
Look at this world
|
Look there - what is there?
|
You see, here I am closed
|
From the outside world
|
There is sun, rain
|
And even in the turmoil so beautiful
|
I looked back to see
|
Where did you come from
|
And instead of paths I saw a forest
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What is seen behind the curtains |