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HEY, JOHNNY PARK!
Come and I'll take you under
This beautiful bruises colours
everything fades in time it's true
Wish that I had another
stab at the under cover
was it a change in mind for you?
It's impossible
I can't let it out
You'll never know
Am I selling you out?
Sit and watch
Your every mood
Your eyes still remind me of
angels that hover above
eyes that can change from blind to blue
Now that I've found my reward
Throw it away long before
I'd share a piece of mine with you
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