The Wandering Cloud-Addict
Fake but high as a kite
A weighted tear but that's the kind I like
So alone and yet so eager to appear
Over, fly over, out of here
I follow clouds to the end, the end
'Cause there's no better way to make myself feel better
Than to pretend
The sky holds nothing for me
Nothing seems to be
Everything I have
And everything I am
A weighted tear but that's the kind I like
So alone and yet so eager to appear
Over, fly over, out of here
I follow clouds to the end, the end
'Cause there's no better way to make myself feel better
Than to pretend
The sky holds nothing for me
Nothing seems to be
Everything I have
And everything I am
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Writer(s): Adam Handschuh
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