I hate the world today
As i always say
Good things come to an end
The world is perfect, you pretend
You like all the pretty things
I like angels who lost their wings
You like where the sun will never die
I like where people cry
You like cars who drive really fast
I'd like you better in the past
You like girls dancing on bars
I like raising above the stars
Youre the prince
Im the thing that lives where hell begins
Youre the shining sun
and now i want to go back where it begun
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