Go, go, go now and make friends with the Devil
He speaks wiser words
He hums sweeter tunes
Than I could ever...
Just let me drown here on my own
Let me sink in this lake
With the roses
Across the city streets I loath
Among the trees I will always talk to
And you will always hear
But you won't listen
and even if you did you would not undersatnd
So go, go, go back to his garden of lies
We both know you'll believe him
So show me the ways to make you go
And just leave me here in the rain
So I can play with the trains while I sink in time
And my voices
Now go, go, go I've made friends with a gohst
and the wind is my ally
and it's dragging you in
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