Words
Words that you say
Thoughts in your mind
Dark cloud
Turning yourself
Away from here
Came back in time
Pure and blind
This is your call
Stand up and go
Look at the sky and try to fly
This world is a lie
Not worth a dime
Happiness comes somewhere up high
Eventually
Streets
Streets you pass by
People that come to you
Money you earn
You never learn
Illusion never clean
This is your call
Stand up and go
Look at the sky and try to fly
This world is a lie
Not worth a dime
Happiness comes somewhere up high
Eventually
Past comes to hunt you down
Don't hide, you will be found

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