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Consequences
Burns my senses
Karma flies
Between the highs
Keep in pace
Win the race
Sugar rush
keep in touch
Start to shake
Can't catch a break
Crystal skies
But angels die
Soft as roses
Babies noses
Good things are easily gained
But memories still bring pain
I'll tie a knot in my hair
Push on till I'm there
To that place in the sky
Till I am one and one with I