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sometimes I wonder what will ever become of meand if life's worth it's living at allsometimes I smile at the ones who think they've got life downand they say that I'm living it wrongas the days pass by
I watch as the net closes inas they circle around in my headturning and windingin circles, in circles they spinnever ending beginning the endlook now sweet childdeep into my roomthe door is open and the air is warmclose your eyesfeel the sweet, sweet symphony of sighssometimes it would feels so rightif the angels called me to the skysometimes it feels good just to be alivethough our paths are blind
I can see a lightened end on mindstill now I searchfor the spirit that torments my soulas the priest shields his face from the windlooking at lost life and darknessmy eyes shall not seemakes me laugh when he calls it all sinyou're all slaves of the priestand you'll just sing it overand over, and over, and overand over, and over, and overand over
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