goodbye desperado if they hadn't sucked out all the poison from your veins you'd be dead by now too late frida kahlo you could have the power of the phoenix and the flame if you knew just how come the hour come the mantra repeat in defeat with the pots and the pans walk away walk on water they're young then they're old then they don't give a damn yeah but you you're out of control your babies are changing you're out of control sleepless situation shaken by the clatter of the clinking on the bars of your private jail twisted ultimatum searching for a lifeline or a band aid for your sins in the morning mail tow the line floating islands they're here and they're now but they're oceans away tie them down baby lions you'll bleed and you'll plead and you'll beg them to stay yeah but you you're out of control your babies are changing you're out of control don't be afraid now your cover is blown don't shed a tear now your babies are grown
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