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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSad Tomorrows
Flying High in the friendly sky,Without leaving the ground,Rest of the folks are tired and wearyAnd have laid their bodies downI go to the place where danger waits -And its bound to forsake me.So stupid minded,But I go crazy, when I cant find it,In the morning I'll be alright my friends-Soon the night - will bring the pains againFlying hight in the friendly sky,Without ever leaving the ground,Aint seen nothing but trouble baby - paraphernalia is my nameTheres a place where the feeling awaits me,Self destructions in my handsSo stupid minded,But I go crazy, when I can find itI know Im hooked my friends,To the boyWho makes slaves out of men...Ahhh yeahI did the best I couldNobody understoodAhhh yeahI did the best I couldNobody understood
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