| don’t stare at the moon
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| because you can change nothing
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| soon after your birth
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| everything turned to black and you lost your wings
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| your white skin, green eyes, every part of your body
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| feels nothing at all, looses control
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| don’t touch the gold, it makes you dirty
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| (dirty, dirty)
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| time made me a bum
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| I know you think I am dumb
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| smoking cig and drink a glass of rum
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| it’s better than going numb
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| in front of a white, white wall in the hospital
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| I pointed a pistol to views of digital
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| clock was burning, plot was turning
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| but I was just watching it
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| it’s time to fall, you better hold my arm
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| don’t be afraid of it, because I was scared, too
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| it circles around you again
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| zion is closed and lion is sold that I loved
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| i’ll take you into the photograph
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| imagine a white rose in zion that closed
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| it circles around you again
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| zion is closed and lion is sold that I loved |