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I try to stay awake when the world is dark cause when I dream of you I wake up with marks Mother says it happens falling out at bed More like falling from the stars that's where all my nightmares are You're too ugly to be angels but you hide in the sky Grays You don't look like ghosts should too stiff and small but I don't know what else could float right through the wall Three bony fingers scrawny little limbs God made your bodies the wrong size to have those great big oval eyes You're too ugly to be angels but you hide in the sky You're too ugly but maybe you are From Letras Mania