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Dark world, the days were getting shorter
We were dreaming, turning our rubber into art
The new soul, just starlight for a quarter
Said this war won't be indestructive in the dark
Maybe can fall without the parachute
But when you'll crash landing, you aim for my heart, mmm
The rooms I see will never be the home I need
Cracks are [?] wreckage on the rocks, yeah
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
You wanna build your towering castle
Darling, it can't be foundation in this sand
I hope you get the things you ask for
You hold the [?] tightly as you can
Maybe can fall without the parachute
But when you'll crash landing, you aim for my heart, mmm
The rooms I see will never be the home I need
Cracks are [?] wreckage on the rocks, yeah
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
(In the wreckage, wreckage)
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