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Stan Feb 2015
Oh, darling, you need somebody to chase you
But forgive me, my legs won't move no more
Find yourself a fast runner because you run like the wind
And I'll just stay here, with my feet on the moon, loving you [standing] still.
Stan Feb 2015
I will do whatever the **** I want, always
No matter what anyone says
I'm the nicest person in the world
But only until they try to steal my eyes
Telling me what to see
Stan Feb 2015
Where I'm from, everything is in purple
It is so beautiful but everyone wants out
Because where I'm from all is purple, all is one

In here, we can see the whole colour spectrum
Be it orange, be it green, perhaps red, or maybe black
In the end though only purple is on our mind
They don't have that purple here
here, it's nowhere to be found
Stan Feb 2015
Street full of people
People with broken dreams
Buildings soaked in grief
Shared disbelief

Make a wish
Make a wish
Make a wish

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Stan Feb 2015
These chains all over my throat
my arms
and legs
I always thought I want them off
Now I know it's these chains I actually want
Because they make me who I am
I shall forever be in chains and I don't mind that *at all

— The End —