Back in my home late at night
all alone, I’m flying
flying above all my troubles
my mind’s a gull
when I am happy my heart starts to slow
what I most want is bad for me I know
Cults
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Back in my home late at night
all alone, I’m flying
flying above all my troubles
my mind’s a gull
when I am happy my heart starts to slow
what I most want is bad for me I know
Cults