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Speeding straight toward the waters of doubt
145 down the devil's highway
No pedal to go
Crashing his machine into the shore
At the corner of suicide and sleep
I will not be hypnotized
By the dread you prophesize
Don't be swayed by this despair
It's a curse for a man to see the horizon
Yet believe himself unable
To touch the sky
Spread
Spread your wings
Eating from a loveless choking hand
Will only kill your passions
At its demand
You were meant to live for more than plain and simple day to day survival
But you'd disappoint
The powers that can never be
If devoid of agony
They don't own you anymore
You are not their whore!
Don't be swayed by this despair
It's a curse for a man to see the horizon
Yet believe himself unable
To touch the sky
Time to set sail into the dying
Hope that flickers dimly
Inside the mind
Spread
Spread your wings
Wide and free
145 down the devil's highway
No pedal to go
Crashing his machine into the shore
At the corner of suicide and sleep
I will not be hypnotized
By the dread you prophesize
Don't be swayed by this despair
It's a curse for a man to see the horizon
Yet believe himself unable
To touch the sky
Spread
Spread your wings
Eating from a loveless choking hand
Will only kill your passions
At its demand
You were meant to live for more than plain and simple day to day survival
But you'd disappoint
The powers that can never be
If devoid of agony
They don't own you anymore
You are not their whore!
Don't be swayed by this despair
It's a curse for a man to see the horizon
Yet believe himself unable
To touch the sky
Time to set sail into the dying
Hope that flickers dimly
Inside the mind
Spread
Spread your wings
Wide and free
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