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Songtext:

Come change the weather with a letter to a beggar and
bring us higher with desire of a liar and then we
we will be like we're free you will see and then we
we will be like we're free you will see

then we're gonna be...
 

 

and then I feel it's not real it won't heal and I
I could puke from that you can and you will and
Oh all I need to be free let me be and I
Oh all I need to be free let me be

then we're gonna be ...

pointless is the prophecy (8x)