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False images made for all
Blaming on my selfish part
Like an angel's mind of wool
Everybody's come alone
Like a chain gang, one more time
We can go, then we let go
I heard the trumpets in the air
Sounding quest of the holy me
A drop out on parole... turning into stone
Another make you overcome
Any crap can do the same
Like an angel playin' drums
I'll be a good friend everyday x 3
Do you believe in higher grounds
And bless the majesty unseen
Like an angel out of zone... angel out of time
Come right in to play the game
More and more and more each day
As we tangled up on a threshold
We live in the years of the time
We sneakin' down some empty roads
With a monkey on our back
I'll be your next friend on my space x 2
I'll be your next friend next time
Listening to the sound
You've been waiting for
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