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Freezinī, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, Feelinī maybe heīll see a little better, set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ainīt that familiar, oh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he canīt help, when heīs happy looks insane, oh yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he donīt know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, heīll begin his life again
Life again, life again...
Kneelinī, looking through the paper though he doesnīt know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayinī, now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelinī, understands the weather of the winters on its way
Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he donīt know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, heīll begin his life again
Whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...
Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he donīt know, so he chases them away
Someday yet, heīll begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away
Him away, him away...
Yeah!
Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...
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