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Something 'bout a school in June Sun in empty room Cast a spell or break a jinx Smell the color blue I know the way I know the way and I like it King of youth or fool forever? Long ago I died Liars moon and Jesus soon The son; he's never lied I know the way I know the way and I like it Victim of your lies and round, black circles 'round my eyes Down and out. Always gone Mind's a blank 'cause I'm not wrong Lied to me and could not see that green men hang in outer space I hid back on bigger clouds with crying fools and killer clowns REPEAT CHORUS Victim of the Son X7 From Letras Mania