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All the pieces of the puzzle are aligned now In a straight jacket and I'm trying to find my way out I don't know what I'm gonna be told But I'm trying to make it out and I'm know I'm gonna be golden... I don't know one sane I guess it's better this way Oh, ya, tried and out of time Oh Lord I should run out of time Oh ya tried and out time Oh Lord I've tried and I'm out of time And the world seems quite a large distance away Wish the window wasn't there cause it makes my mind play I don't know what I was gonna be told But I'm trying to make it out and I know I'm gonna be golden To think of your grace puts a smile on my face Did you come to stay or did you come to go away? From Letras Mania