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Heaven

de REDZED

Angels cry, suicide
Take my hand, realize
It's all in good fun, loading my gun
Blow my brains out, burn and fade out

I hate this; can we fake it?
I made this, let's base it
I hate this; can we face it?
I made this, let's base it

Fuck, I'm just a fiend, I might dance out in the rain
I keep coming up with numbers till I run out of my brain
I keep looking in the streets for my next dose I might need
All these lovely women, all they want are diamonds and a ring
I love these pills, but all my friends, they think I just like leaving
I'm kneeling to the beings greeting me with bleeding briefings
Revealing what they're stealing, I say that they’re not real and
Appealing to my treason, but they know I won't stop healing

I hate this; can we fake it?
I made this, let's base it
I hate this; can we face it?
I made this, let's base it

I be waiting and craving and thinking 'bout the past
I am hating the fading, I was not built to last
I be waiting and craving and thinking 'bout the past
I am hating the fading, I was not built to last

And no more thoughts

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