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Freezin, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete,again
Oh, feelin maybe hell see a little better set a days, ooh yeah
Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again aint that familiar, ooh yeah
Oh, dark grin, he cant help, when hes happy looks insane, oh yeah

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away, yeah...ooh...
Oh, someday yet, hell begin his life again...life again...life again...

Kneelin, looking through the paper though he doesnt know to read, ooh yeah
Oh, prayin, now to something that has never showed him anything
Oh, feelin, 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 dont know, so he chases them away, yeah...
Someday yet, hell begin his life again
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away, him away...
Yeah! woo...ah yeah...fuck it up...

Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies
Oh, he dont know, so he chases them away...
Ooh, someday yet, hell begin his life again, yeah
Oh, whispering hands, gently lead, lead him away...him away...him away...
Yeah! woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy...





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