Widowspeak
sore eyes
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Itâs a lie weâre dreaming of
That sky I spin of
At the base, Iâm so tired
Stand straight into the fire
Youâre a sight for sore eyes
Let me rest my soul high
Can I just glide around in the sky?
Let me rest my soul high
Well I, I miss the ground
The city is a ghost town
And Iâm just staying tired
Walking straight into the fire
Youâre a sight for sore eyes
Let me rest my soul high
Can I just glide around the sky?
Let me rest my soul high
Ashes to ashes to ashes
Ashes to ashes to ashes
And I stood proud
Youâre a sight for sore eyes
Let me rest my soul high
And I would glide around the sky
Let me rest my soul high
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