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Behind Bars
Drink up prettyDon't put the bottle downUntil all is happyUntil static is foundDrink up prettyAlone every nightUntil you can fake itAnd pretend you're alrightDrag down the sunAnd paint a feelingDifferent than this onePull the sun downTo paint a feelingThat's pure, true and foundUntil the sun criesPaint a sky full of feelingsThat are colder and much darkerWhen they rise
From Letras Mania