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She said hey, won't you pick me up? he said, well, what about at nine? And she wakes up, it's freezing cold outside but he's not there, wherever he may fly... Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by the centre of the room. Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom. Every time, she steps on what she calls the misery land, for only bats and cops forgets about his kisses and his voice. He wore a suit with labels at the front. Barely aware of her reality, she stands right by the centre of the room. Feathers, she's got nice thick feathers she's put on, for she wanted to reach the violent kingdom. Barely aware of ther reality, she stands right by the centre of the room. From Letras Mania