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I don't remember when my hero died Maybe when I first saw you high Could you realize that you opened my eyes? You woke me from my child dreams and lies Now I feel like I can walk free to a library Grateful I should be but makes fear come to me War is in my eyes blood is in their mouths Love is torn apart like the falling leaves I made my choice to live now I must deal with it Letras de canciones But I realized that I can't do a thing I can paint a bird or compose a melody But it's not a political language It's not massive destruction weapon To celebrate death through people's home But with my bird and my sweet melody I say fuck the Dark House and make my mind clear And please hold your flowers hold your flowers... From Letras Mania