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Golden
 
Felt like flying to the moon today
But nothing ever goes my way
The gravity was in the way
 
And if it turned around
The bed I lay in
Would crush me in the ceiling
Way before I even got to say
 
"That I.." and stare at the floor
And just keep quiet after all
 
There's a monster on my pillowcase
That would not let me sleep at night
And won't give in without a fight
 
It feeds on hearts and the only chance I have now
Is to get mine back from you somehow
And tell you that
"You might not know this,
 
but I.." and stare at the floor
And just keep quiet after all
 
If I'm not careful I might lose me
I'm just as small as one can be
And if I had the chance I'd ask you why you still seem like you..
 
But it's not my business after all.