Farse Humour me Letras:
Blocked out, resist. Cuts like a broken angels
kiss and now your flying higher than telescopes
can see. Then all the trees shook, cyclone spirit
rattled windows.

I have to crouch down, cut ties still hang above
my head. I can't forget. Let's break them all
down, start breathing oxygen once more.

Rescue me. Look how I'm hanging from the ceiling.
Can you spare a little thought for me? Because all
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I want is standing with me.

I have no purpose no, for days I have been
without. Here's a new thought- you gotta humour
me. Thinking that I've been dying, I've been
looking to the sky and I don't care about nobody
else. You're gonna look back and find out the
world keeps on changing around for someone else.
You've gotta stand tall and strike. It's not right
to be running around, let someone else. You can't
just sit back the time is right for change.

The boy did great, look at the state of me. Don't
want it, don't need it, not sure if I believe in
why.
Letras: Humour me Farse [final]