Brooke.
I'll call you when i'm famous.

You'd kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror, you're turning into something you are not

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.


We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom


One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flying too close to the sun


But don't you listen, baby, don't you listen Because you know they want it all

Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

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