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Far From Alive

Each days is a rebirth of sorrow, While feelings dwell inside to fulfill the blackest morrow, Seasons change, While everything remains the same, As I

Clouds have ceased these dreams, Halo shaped into thorns, Baring the cross of confusion, Angels fall from grace, Bright yellow hair into horns, A man grown bitter from

We dance a little out of time I laugh when I feel like crying Is there anybody here but me Two silhouettes in the dark So close, so far apart Going

'Cause I remember It was four hundred years or more Since you came to crucify And they were taken far away from home There were promises of paradise

gettin' money both ways Dirty and clean, I could use a glass of cold spades Rolexes, chauffeurs and low fades I keep thinking, how young can you die from

safe Doesn't even matter to you to see what I can see I'm crawling on the floor to reach you, I'm a wreck you see When you're far from home now Makes

Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you babe Remember the day, I set you free I told you, you could always count on me darling From

seen the car you claim to drive Shit I seen it, you just aint inside And I feel like lately I went from top 5 to remaining 5 My favourite rappers either lost it or they aint alive

Bob the Janitor is played by the accordion. Well, that's it for the introductions. And now, the story. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away...