But kid I'm the kite that soars through the nightsky
You can ride on my back but we're flying hands free
we´re old souls with old faces I would´t believe what I´d seen
If I hadn´t seen it its troubling it´s tragic its more than one secret to keep
so I just keep locking it all up in storage we´re setting up shop in the purgatory
it´s like the suburb of hell but this hell is called our hometown there´s only one way out
and that´s going down
but kid I´m the lighthouse that guides ships through the night
when the water is rising the water is deep and its dark and theres
glory in every story about those sailors that did all those things
and they´re selling you matches when they got no job and thats why
people say a sailor dies when you light your cigarette with a candle
and that´s real life
and that´s going down
and here´s to it all
our backs to the wall
a deep looking glass
and a drink built to last
but kid I´m the life that drains from your body
I´m the mainline that you have to tap
I am the shutter and I am the lens I`m what makes you look good
in the mirror oh I am the night sky and you are the kite I´ve taught you all there is
to learn and thats real life
and thats going down
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