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One breath, too late
Your gone for good.
twelve floors down to the street
it's funny how far its seems
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everythings strange
and why should i learn to fly
when i could just hide away
isn't it strange
under my skin
scars turn to stone
the freeway fades red to gray
i guess you found another way home
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everythings strange
and why should i learn to fly
when i could just drive away
isn't it strange
standing on this ledge up here
with a choir of angels in my ear sing
welcome to my *mind*
if i fall if i brake
will you hear the sound i make
i dont need what we left behind
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everythings strange
and why should i learn to fly
but what could i do
and what would i change
when everythings strange
and why should i learn to die
when i could just fly away
isn't it strange
