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2010. 07. 15.

High in the air

Dark night ws on my way,
I can't change my feeling, and the pain.
My heart pound like a lion's rawr,
A clock tick about the morning four.

Get to so hight,
About thousand up miles,
Take all my mad mind away,
I know, all this deep is just fake.

Ch.:

Lying on a softy bed,
A Magnum's bullet in my head,
Now all can I say: I'm a fucking dead.

All my hopes disappear,
By my side now, just my fears,
So push me down, So I can fly,
Just ones I wanna try.

Ch.:

Lying on a softy bed,
A Magnum's bullet in my head,
Now all can I say: I'm a fucking dead.

In the ocean deep,
on a mountain's high peak
My body is so exhausted,
And I miss you more I ever did.

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