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Walking through the desert
You know what it's about it's really from the church too far
That was never there
Yet you know I'm in heaven but it is a hell
Sun is drying up my brain
The smile and installations are my pain
I'm goin' mad, I'm goin' mad, I'm goin' mad
Walking through the desert
You know what it's about it's really from the church too far
That was never there, that was never there
Sun is drying out my brain
The smile and installations are my pain
I'm goin' mad, I'm goin' mad, I'm goin' mad, mad, mad
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