When you are on the backs of angels.
Someone build you up then break you down.
You are lost but not forgotten.
Then the bridges in the sky just made.
You are outcry.
You are far from heaven.
But there are only illusions.
So you are breaking all illusions.
Which will burried deep beneth the surface.
Well, this is the life. Our life.
Well, this is the life. Our life.
Ah. What a dramatic turn of events.
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