| ...ings |
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| ...ings |
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| seeing the beauty
in chaos calling to you from afar |
| feeling the patterns
of madness finding out who you are |
| dreaming of life
worth the living trying to follow your star |
| taking all,
when's the giving trying to know who you are |
| singing to save
me from sinnin' casting my mind to the bar |
| thinking and drinking
all morning showing 'em all me guitar |
| stringing
in bondage, yawning waking up my papa |
| laying on track's
red warning letting him c the C' Zar |
