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*** Autor textu: Dixgård/Norén
It feels like I'm water
What do you mean son?
It feels like I'm crying flesh
It looks like tears have dropped on Messiah
And all of the flood can fit into your screen
It must be the soil I was using
To stop ghosts from feeding my brain,
Lost in the woods where my generation grows
And where they write That every kid owns every house
Well it's gonna be different now that I'm gone
And the tilted bodyguards took your wife and your dog
Life is better now when you
Own every tree on every yard
Well it's gonna be different now that I'm gone
To shot some aliens for kingdom and glory
For welfare and for life itself
Take me away son; wash all the years’ son
Away with the tears of my youth
Today I'm sober today I'm clean Today
I feel like I'm stuck in between
It must be the soil you were using…
That every kid owns every house…
Birthdays are your days
The first days of your days
We're gonna be having some fun
That every kid owns every house…
That every kid owns every house…
