Oh tell me where your freedom lies, the streets are fields that never die. Deliver me from reasons why you'd rather cry, I'd rather fly.

Am I a lucky lady in the city of lights,
or just another lost angel, city of nights?

I know I'm not ok...I'm no o fucking k!!

I'm standing half a world away, but I will follow your voice to get away and someday I will be gone, soon I will be here no more. And when I get there you'll hear my tale through my blood.

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"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it

Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry

The one without tears

For I've been given this its strength

And it has become my only strength.

Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality

Where being wanted became a thrill, I never knew,

The sweet piano writing down my life.

Teach me passion for I fear it's gone

Show me love, hold the lorn

So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me

I'm sorry.

Time will tell

This bitter farewell

I live no more to shame

Nor me, nor you

And you...I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."

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