when i was younger,i never spoke with other people
i know i was different
i had a super human kind of heart
but fairy tales slowly became understood
life dries out dreams
the pressure grew overnight
decided life was important
decided fairy tales were dreams
this world is compromised woah
but my heart has a hole
fly,i want to fly more arrogantly
i want the world to became different
who can give me a pair of wings?
to help me to escape this ghostly place
who can save me from this broken heart?
who can give me a little bit of madness?
save me from this broken heart...
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