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Mother clutches the head of her dying son
Anger and tears so many things to feel
Sensitive boy good with his hands
Noone mentions the unmentionable but everybody understands
Here in this cold white room
Tied up to these machines
It's hard to imagine him as he used to be
Laughing screaming tumbling queen
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
Whirling swirling never blue
How could you go and die what a lonely thing to do
Silence equals death this is what they say
But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away
How far must it go how near must it be
Before it touches you before it touches me
Here in this cold white room
Tied up to these machines
It's hard to imagine life as it used to be
Laughing screaming tumbling queen
Like the most amazing light show that you've ever seen
Whirling swirling never blue
How could you go and die what a selfish thing to do
Did you ever ask those strangers what they're searching for
Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure
You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more
Il adore il adore il adore
Thanks Mum
