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Escape Shangri-La/
I always wanted to be free
fly on winds--Sail in seas
Never saw a need to be stuck at the prow
On my knees begging
Somehow I'll escape
The torture of perfects
The screams of the blessed
The pain of the wealthy
I'll escape this Shangri-La
Shangri-La ---It's too perfect to swallow
There's only one thing that'll flollow
I always knew to run
Take away the good deeds done
Never play up to the shine of a sun
To be stuck in a bow
Asking permission to show
Somehow I can escape
The lovely eyes of hurt
The pleasant smiles of a dying breed
The handouts of demise
I'll escape Shangri-La
It's too perfect to be swallowed
There's only one thing that could follow
Sail away--Leave this place
Too perfect for the truth
Too simple, thats for sure
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There's so much I've not told the world. There's so much more I could write. There's so much more I could give to the world. There's so many wrongs I could right.
But in turn I sit and wait. There's far too much between me and fate. Until my curse, I can break, there's no use trying to conceentrate.
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