Sorry, nothing in this world is sorry,
nothing seems to high,
'cause I'm ready, waiting for...
ready, waiting for the jump.
Feeling fragile in my bones,
need a clean-up of my life.
My headache is wishpering
wishpering that i can fly.

I prepare myself to look,
without faith I look up there
and I think nobody is there.
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Falling happily, feeling well.
With a stupid smile on my face,
all the voices with a grin.

Here, wishper at me and I will fly!

Listen: I could smile again
and there is no time to cry.
Something tells me: "that is good"
If you want to, you must try!

and I will fly!
Oh! Ain't you there?
Aren't you...?

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