Skies are crying, I am watching, catching teardrops in my hands. Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance, do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me? You can take everything I have, you can break everything I am, like i'm made of glass, like i'm made of paper. Go on and try to tear me down, I will be rising from the ground, Like a skyscraper! [...]
Go run, run, run, I'm gonna stay right here, watch you disappear, yeah. Go run, run, run, yeah it's a long way down, but I am closer to the clouds up here...
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