Oh, you're standing in the street
With open arms and in-between
Oh, the good, the bad, prepare
Oh, sophisticated nowhere
You're falling down on me
No smile, no sympathy
Oh, I'll never, I'll never become
The life, the love
The things I never ever want to be scared of
In an anger room a thought begins
Like a chosen child and his evil twin
Oh, sweater's torn
His tangled arms under braided trees
The sun burns strong
I'm moving out
I'm shedding skin
The ink's not dry, but it's sinking in
Oh, your wailing in the yard
Blurry eyes and same old fog
Oh, the movie shoots itself
In the mind, where the crime does the time for someone else
You're falling down on me
No smile, no sympathy
Oh, I'll never, I'll never become
The life, the love
The things I never ever want to be scared of
In an anger room a thought begins
Like a chosen child and his evil twin
Oh, sweater's torn
His tangled arms under braided trees
The sun burns strong
I'm moving out
I'm shedding skin
The ink's not dry, but it's sinking in
I wonder back again
Just to meet the day
My heart is all I see
A million miles away

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