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letra de one for the garden - my ticket home

birds of a feather flocking together
time is forever, pain is euphoria
would i lose control
if i had to say what i feel inside
need to get away
birds of a feather flocking together
crisis could never drain this euphoria
nowhere left to go
nothing else to say
oh god, i need a break from the bullsh-t

birds of a feather flocking together
crisis could never drain this euphoria
there’s nowhere left to go
nothing else to say
oh god, i need a break from the bullsh-t

look into the pain as a mirror of the otherside
and try to see yourself as a martyr with a perfect life
i’m pumping out the endless distortion coming from the words i speak
and giving you my careless devotion, everything you need

there is a past which you cannot resurface
there is a truth that you cannot define
we’re cutting the whole world down to it’s f-cking innocence
you and i
birds of a feather flocking together
crisis could never drain this euphoria
can you feel the pulse sticking in your brain?
need the antidote
you need to get away
birds of a feather flocking together
time is forever, pain is euphoria
there’s nowhere left to go
nothing else to say
oh god, i need a break from the bullsh-t

i tried to take the piece that was broken and put it back inside
i swear that i could fix this emotion if i focus right
but something got it’s grip as your hands drive their nails into place
i am sick of myself
i am healed from my fate

there is a question always seeking answer
k!lling the man will only multiply
they’ve taken the whole d-mn world from it’s f-cking innocence
you and i

i saw you precious
i saw you golden and pure
you wrapped your hand in mine
my only one
take all my weakness
take all my sickness and hurt
so they can’t touch you my
my only one

birds of a feather flocking together
crisis could never drain this euphoria
nowhere left to go
nothing else to say
oh god, i need a break from the bullsh-t

birds of a feather flocking together
crisis could never drain this euphoria
there’s nowhere left to go
nothing else to say
oh god, i need a break from the bullsh-t
break from the bullsh-t

i saw you precious
i saw you golden and pure
you wrapped your hand in mine
my only one
take all my weakness
take all my sickness and hurt
so they can’t touch you my
my only one

i saw you precious
i saw you golden and pure
you wrapped your hand in mine
my only one
take all my weakness
take all my sickness and hurt
they can’t touch you my
my only one
there is a past which you cannot resurface
there is a lie which you cannot deceive
tall as a flower growing in the furnace
deep as a wound that you cannot relieve
there is a question always seeking answer
k!lling the man will only multiply
we’re taking the whole world back to its f-cking innocence
you and i

- my ticket home

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