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I've seen fire and I've been batshit deranged
Found my castle through a jungle of silly string
But my momma, she asked me why I fly so low, so low

Your teardrops of hell impale my skin
While the lightning laughs at me, at me
The jackals, they cackle into the night
They leave me wondering why I

I hear the whispers of the willow
And all the sirens of the sea
Found shelter while outside the wind blows
From all the sights I've yet to see

I hear you call my name

I've seen fire and I've been batshit deranged
I'm no higher than a man who hangs on strings
But my momma, she asked me why I hang so low, so low

Your rolling thunder meets the rumbling in my stomach
I will wonder if I'll ever grow up from it
But my momma, she asked me why I grow so slow, so slow

I hear the whispers of the willow
And all the sirens of the sea
Found shelter while outside the wind blows
From all the sights I've yet to see

I hear you call my name

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