Coming down from on high

crippled wings

x's for eyes

and the clouds are screamin headlines across a tabloid sky



this isn't me

it's just a joke

all this breathing makes me choke

and i hang like a puppet skeleton on twisted wires



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she's the mistake

i've been dying to make

since i can remember

golden arrow? straight to the meadow?

folded in flames?

she is the drug

i've been dying to take

forever and ever

i'm hooked and helpless

tangled and hopeless

floating away



the music stops and there she stands

with a promise in her hands

she's a surveillance camera super star

without a prayer

and every passing mic that penetrates my shutter mind

illuminates the grim parade

that swirls around me



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