...you were fighting for the truth
crawling the waters inside
meeting strangers in the night
clouds of your lie
...deny
deny it
can't deny
trapped the wisdom
the freedom of self
heart made of floppy seasons aside
beside a way there's a way
fears in the ashtray
your smoking dreams
your smoking kings
wearing fancy suits crashing down the weaks
freaks of nature alive
...you were
you are
freedom lying at the door
open
you were
you'll be
cloudy dreams escaping fee
million names
shames like trophies
million candlelight records on the wall
begging a hand
to take them all...
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