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Talk to pretty people and pull their pretty strings
Ask the pretty people to give you pretty wings
until your belly stings from all the needles you've swallowed through the day
I bet that in the evening you lie alone and pray
for someone to take it all away

The road to a meaningful and wonderous life
goes through believing what you know is right
So save me and all the words I've lost along the way

Sail your sea forever if just to watch the stars
Concrete mourns in silence while you project your scars
along with everything you are your lack of meaning in life is juxtaposed
And all this makes you see we're all born and die as ghosts
It's the thought you fear the most

The road to a meaningful and wonderous life
goes through believing what you know is right
So save me and all the words I've lost along the way

Tell me that none of this is true
Tell me the force is strong with you
Tell me that this is what you do
and i'll believe you

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