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Angels are fake. They'll lie to your face, anything to keep you away. And all you do is water me down till I drifted abound.
So hey now, maybe we're just being stupid. Maybe we're just being dumb. Hey, maybe it's time that we stopped and we'll realize like a flag in the wind we are one.
And how at first it’s made so pure and lovely, but in battle it can be torn to shreds. But with time and with patience and love and affection, it can be fixed with needle and thread.
Haligh, Haligh, what an awful lie.