
That heavenly song
Punches right through my mind
And pumps through my blood
And I know it's a lie
But I still give my love
Hey my hearts on the line
For your hands to pluck up
What gives this mess some grace unless it's fictions
Unless it's licks, man
Unless it's lies or it's love
What breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some rock and roll fan
Exploding up from the stands
With her heart opened up
And I want to tell her,
Your love isn't lost
Say,
My heart is still crossed
Scream,
You're so wonderful
What a dream in the dark
About working so hard
About glowing so stoned
Trying not to turn off
Trying not to believe in the lies..."
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