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Going to heaven with a fake moustacheGoing to try my luck in the cloudsMy heart's getting used to this whiplashI'm letting go, take my hand quicklyWonder what it's like on the other sideIf green pastures wait for me thereMy head's a lion my heart is a butterflyI gotta go, I gotta go quicklyI'm not used to her violenceI never knew anyone so beautiful in her silenceI never knew anyone at allBuried is my stone heartbeneath the dust of an ageI'm not used to this girl, noI wasn't built for this world, I'm slippingIn her kitchen making me strip slowWants to see what I am made fromWants to feel me play with her heart stringsShe gotta know, she gotta go quicklyThere's a tiger asleep in my bedroomI'm in the garden shaking with fearLetras de cancionesMorning clouds look just like a highwayI gotta go, I gotta go quicklyI'm not used to her violenceI never knew anyone so beautiful in her silenceI never knew anyone at allBuried is my stone heartbeneath the dust of an ageI'm not used to this girl, noI wasn't built for this world, I'm slipping From Letras Mania