Wings as it is
I am just a crazy stranger
want to find a reason, why
we was loved and we was cry
never said to me — I'm perfect
I am kind of cruel soldier
I want to find a reason, why
we was crawl, but born to fly
never said to me — I'm great
we are different, you can wait
and to see how truth are naked
my wings wide, but they are black.
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