the wind flows through my heart

and the blood flows through my hair

my sadness casts the darkest shadow

on you, man

and i'll be damned if i let your happiness hold up

while you brag like that

i taught you how to fly,

then got a job in the city

don't bother checking for my pulse

you'll just get cold fingers

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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