Our wings are on fire
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We flew, and now we go
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We flew, and now we go
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After all, our wings burned with fire
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We just want our piece of the pie (You know)
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I sang with the same as myself, my hand washes my hand
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Our souls came from afar, inscrutable ways
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We're looking for our lost paradise, but we can't find it
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(We're looking for the lost paradise)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(Looking for the lost paradise)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(Looking for night and day)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(And someday we will be in it, but now ...)
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Complex answers are stored in DNA
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But ... taking off a little, we spit down
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Just a snake tempts cunningly
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I don't know if you can resist
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So many motherfuckers flew so high
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That even angels will soon want to shoot
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The crowd has a female name
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Lady must be pleased
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Gladiator heads fly to the ground
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But do they leave the body with dignity?
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And my eyes are squinted
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We were taught from childhood not to trust strangers
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And I smoked their hatred, purebred
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Stuck on it, began to hate myself
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I am born from god
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But for some reason I'm still eating in a reserved seat |
I was born to inspire them
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Somehow that smolders in McCartney's bundle
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In search of paradise, they forgot about the roots,
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Do I remember mine? |
(I'm talking about mine)
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My new name has become a brand
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For everyone, even for my family
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This city sweeps away the remnants of love
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Wields a broom like a real janitor
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Don't talk too much
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Cut off your tongue or tear out the muzzle with meat
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People forgive with difficulty
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Therefore, in their eyes I am reflected godless
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And this track
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Like a ticket to my smooth skull and under my skin
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We just want our piece of the pie (You know)
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I sang with the same as myself, my hand washes my hand
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Our souls came from afar, inscrutable ways
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We're looking for our lost paradise, but we can't find it
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(We're looking for the lost paradise)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(Looking for the lost paradise)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(Looking for night and day)
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We are looking for our lost paradise
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(And someday we will be in it, but now ...)
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Our wings are on fire
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We flew, and now we go
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We flew, and now we go
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After all, our wings burned with fire
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Empty eye sockets full of insects
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In clean ears pour so sweetly |
The voices of these arrogant scum
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I have changed here beyond recognition
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You don't see me before
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The flow is cold, the orchestra is powerful
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Only some pawns roar after us
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My brothers stayed in the regions
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Someone in a suit was sent down
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But there are also
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Who became icons for Generation X
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I am who I am, do you hear?
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Your size - no more, no less
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And my truth may sound like tin
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Keep children and women away from screens
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We are guests on this planet
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The true home is kept secret
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And our ego is a complicated thing
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Jazz recording on space tape
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I try to be honest with them
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Throughout your career, therefore
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My songs taste like my blood
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Press play and open my veins
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I am not waging this war alone,
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But there are so many demons - oh my god!
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Next toast to all these angels
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What go with me side by side
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In this crazy fight
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On the other side, every threshold is under attack,
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But there are so many demons - oh my god!
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Our wings are on fire
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We flew, and now we go
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We flew, and now we go
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After all, our wings burned with fire |