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My clothes are on inside outI walk to the ceiling looking downI turn to the left when the train turn rightWhy do we have to love not fight?Your words to me are like darts on the wallThey stick but sooner or later they'll fallWhy do you always have to goAnd leave me here, all alone?We ride this ship called Noah's ArkWe sail from dusk through day 'til darka merciless vessel we've made our markWhile you and I ignite this sparkYour words to me are like darts on the wallThey stick but sooner or later they'll fallWhy do you always have to leaveAnd suffocate this air I breathe? From Letras Mania