The birds that fly
Way up high in the sky
They know why, and what I mean
My mind's tattooed
I can't forget you
I can't forget what I've seen
I'm on the run
Like a bullet from a gun
I can't remember where I'm from
I've become this dumb
Because I had to make myself numb
If I ever wanted to get anything done
Way up high in the sky
They know why, and what I mean
My mind's tattooed
I can't forget you
I can't forget what I've seen
I'm on the run
Like a bullet from a gun
I can't remember where I'm from
I've become this dumb
Because I had to make myself numb
If I ever wanted to get anything done
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