I don't see the ceiling, mom
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But it seems to me that something will eat me there
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Without saying a word, I so want to touch,
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But something will eat me up
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And again beat a broken nose on the asphalt floor
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This one pulls into outer space
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Blinded by the sight of stars, sick as if from clouds,
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And to the chandelier like a moth
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Knock and burn with anger
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I don't see the ceiling, mom
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But it seems to me that something will eat me there
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Where without saying a word, I don't see anyone here,
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But it seems to me that hell is above me (hell is above me)
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I don't see the ceiling, mom
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But it seems to me that something will eat me there
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Where without saying a word, I don't see anyone here,
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But it seems to me that hell is above me (hell is above me)
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Is there a well-bred under-monster here?
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A small lie will already become a big one
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Where the dew of flowers and everything is trampled with blood
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Yes, the beauty of my enemies
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When in love there is no reason, nor love on the contrary
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I can't see the ceiling, mom
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And so every time, it pulls the neck up (mom)
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Without saying a word, I so want to touch,
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But something will eat me up there
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I don't see the ceiling, mom
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But it seems to me that something will eat me there
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Where without saying a word, I don't see anyone here,
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But it seems to me that hell is above me (hell is above me)
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I don't see the ceiling, mom
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But it seems to me that something will eat me there
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Where without saying a word, I don't see anyone here,
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But it seems to me that hell is above me (hell is above me)
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Hell is over me
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