when I'm gonna crash your skies,
what's the safest place to hide?
fix your DNA to fit your lies,
make it neat,
swallow your fucking pride.
no mercy left, no coins for change
rearrange, rearrange, rearrange.
there'll be no rest or God,
no trust or magic lust,
no help, no scream, no one but..
who's gonna paint your hopeless heart
with sweetest touch and
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