I’m out of sync, but, but I don’t care When they get too close I gasp for air Look into my eyes; you’ll see my tear Staying the same that’s, that’s what I fear
I built this all, I climbed through the crack Now I hide these scars across my back The sky is white and my eyes are black I never was good at looking back
That’s why I
I won’t stand where you all stand I have a rule in my hand I made this, this is my land And I won’t stand where you all stand
I must be the loneliest one I’ve known I dress in black even when winter’s gone I love how you walk and I love your songs But, but, but, but I’m here all alone on my Blackjazz throne
Because I
I won’t stand where you all stand I have a rule in my hand I made this, this is my land And I won’t stand where you all stand
I won’t stand where you all stand I have a rule in my hand I made this, this is my land And I won’t stand where you all stand
I won’t stand where you all stand I have a rule in my hand I made this, this is my land And I won’t stand where you all stand
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