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Flying on the foreign wings
ripped out of the pure
innocence time.

Some unwritten chapters
unread tales
it's been a daze.

Fear of every word
they all mean the same
pure anger.

Missing my own drove
roots and talismans
forsaken.

It's not my skin,
not my soul.
Even real name is not what I'm fighting for

Insecure
In between
In the name of god I swear
clear up my skin.

Birds of prey can't fly
because of storm
Due to light and weight of bones.

When deliverance has come to me
Was I right to leave it free?

Fear of every word
they all mean the same
pure anger.

Missing my own drove
life I have known
mistaken.

It's not my skin,
not my soul.
Even real name is not what I'm fighting for

Insecure
In between
In the name of god I swear
clear up my skin.

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