| Gold, gold, she looked like she was golden
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| Think she would have landed me if she got any closer
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| But as I leaned in, she grew wings
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| Felt like I was falling through it as she rose then
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| Gone gone, quickly as the dawn
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| I was never knowing if she’d ever come home
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| So with all my might changed my mind
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| But an angel leaves an imprint on your broken bones
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| Girl, churl, from out of this world
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| Slow like thunder rare like pearls
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| When morning came the darkness stayed
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| Now all I want to do is shade the shame
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| Shade the shame
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| Shade the shame
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| Shade the shame
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| And when she’s falling
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| Do you really think you’ll waste my time
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| Her name I am calling
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| Do you really think I’ve lost my mind
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| A study of the girl with wings
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| Daylight it never felt right
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| To live inside a bunker for the rest of my life
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| The mold the rot that you forgot
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| Is a figure floating has a broken mirror for a mind
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| Gold, gold, faces you get older
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| Walk like caramoony, though I know I am a soldier
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| You had a son, you both moved on
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| But you know you cast a shadow off the lawn
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| Off the lawn
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| Off the lawn
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| Off the lawn
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| And when she’s falling
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| Do you really think you’ll waste my time
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| Her name I am calling
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| Do you really think I’ve lost my mind
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| It’s been killing me all this time
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| That we should ever have discovered
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| Feel like I’ve wasted all my life
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| Cause I could never grow feathers
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| A study of the girl with wings
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| A study of the girl with wings
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| Oh, it’s been killing me all this time
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| That we should have ever discovered
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| Feel like I’ve wasted all my life
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| Cause I could never grow feathers, no
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| For you |