A glare across a smokey room
at a stranger that has appeared
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sitting in the dirt
wondering what will come next
feeling the hurt
suffering from the effects
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Sell me a rose and i pass it on with love
give me a map and i will fly to heaven above.
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Your daddy will sing you a lullaby
as you close your eyes to sleep
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Mr prime minister, WHY
Mr prime minister, let me just ask you why
Mr prime minister, why do we ask and you just sigh
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Happiness can hurt for those who wait.
love feels wrong when you wait at the gate.
and as time is only there to be take
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