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Let’s sell ourselves
because we’re pretty
and the night tastes good upon our lips
Let’s taste the air
and sing to the moonlight
and listen to nothing but echoes of dreams
Let’s forget our past
to live in the future
buying time day by day, each moment a prayer
Let’s run away from this
and escape all our fears
because I don’t like the feel of chains
Let’s just shut our eyes
to this, to all of this,
because the pain of it is too much for me to bear
Please, let me go,
let us all go
back to where we came from
this world’s too much for the likes of us