Blowing out the flame
I sold my soul for diamonds
And reason for acclaim
Been begging for white angels
To blow my mind away
Been growing funny flowers
Where roses never grew
I stayed awake all night
When I woke up from dreams
Of me and you
I tried to take the sun and I went blind
God help me to erase you from my mind ...
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