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DayDreams

An angel stands with a shotgun �
arms stretched out falling backwards
�it's looking for another way out

bang bang bang �
causing black and blue �
�
the bluebirds sing �
bringing back to life �
a boulevard of broken dreams
�
the bullet of death �
Is crossing the fields �
�
the deepest cut �
is the distance �
�
everybody fooling themselves �
by going under �
�
haunted by the hello �
of somebody �
you used to love �
�
it's not okay �
it's not imaginary �
the interlude before invisible �
�
with a jar of hearts �
the lonely walk for miles �
with a cure not mine �
�
missing before my eyes �
is my immortal breath �
�
painted black are penguins �
pumped up and kicking �
can't escape the reclusion �
�
sarcasm is the sad song �
so alone �
�
the horrible things �
you do in your room
and in the rain �
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It's taking over me �
causing war and tragedy �
�
can't be unbreakable
�
We are the whispers �
of the one going down