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My city blood will never bleed red
Filter these thoughts out of my head
Fears of life should be all but dead
But I never listened to what the old man said
I'm in a nirvana that I hope won't end
I'll try to make joy a tradition
Excitement need be my only friend
Bent in a comfortable position
Eyes shut with the setting of the sun
Thoughts creep into my head one by one
Help me back before I come undone
Keep me here before I run
I'm in a nirvana that I hope won't end
I'll try to make joy a tradition
Excitement need be my only friend
Bent in a comfortable position
Confidence building ; not a tear
I only wish you were right here
Just the thought of you being so near
Takes away all my fear
I'm in a nirvana that I hope won't end
I'll try to make joy a tradition
Excitement need be my only friend
Bent in a comfortable position
yeah
Bent in a comfortable condition
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