Blue skies, And the air is heavier
Black clouds, So I stopped breathing
Green Grass, Made me stop running
Yellow sun, I'm blinder than ever.
It's the tear that's on your face
The one that cried the human raze
Bitter, sticky and hot it is,
Don't know what kind of tear is this.
Older, but i'm feeling just fine
Happier, Oh dear hace you seen my axe?
Crazy, Can I have what's mine?
Slower, So I'm losing my time.
Colder, shinning in this rock
Taller, but i've lost my people
Dumber, I broke your little heart
Don't worry, I have more on stock.
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