I feel an urge to melt To vanish like the day To fly above the trees To try another way My nerves are blowing... I take my pick... <i>[2x] My fists are burning... I need that kick... <i>[2x] I neet to leave behind The chains that keep me bound To spread my winds and fly So high above the ground My nerves... I`ll try another way
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