Epitome Songtext

out of out of an observation through an undead nation
should I believe in things I've never thought is right
a narrow opening, lips burning, drink too sour
and if you see a kite we could be flying high

and if it's ok that now you're laughing over someone
and i'm sure you will have a happy time to be
and if you touch the sky your feet hand glide on upside
the smile is seize to siege for everybody so..
why ?

and I was wrong quite right cha' never told me to shut up
there are crazy things that trying to be hide
i stay awake all night as long as I have me..hey..
bury a cheese of mice so we could be nice for life

how?how?how?
hooooo.......OOOooooo
hooooo.......Oooooooo
so i need you..
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