Dirty hair falls down
Covers up my face
As you listen to me talk
Like a runaway slave
This is the person I became
With my innocence erased
Just a pictured carved from pain
I´m on display
This way of living was so beautiful
Where no one knows my name
Where nothing stays the same
I could fall asleep
On this lonesome stage
As I listen to the night
I feel high and afraid
So you ask if I am awake
Because they´re closing the gates
Just a circus tiger caged
I´ve grown so ashamed
This way of living was so beautiful
Where no one knows my name
Where nothing stays the same
Now I remember them
But don´t recall their names
New York City bound
Bulbs explode and dissipate

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