Peroxide

This mornings's drier than ever you put your shoes on part your hair to the right to the left your party made you all part alike yesterday times changed you see the party has lied the sky has never turnedred but it's not what you thought what it used to really be either need a little boost in a little glass no toast no fuzz just the two mates from the estate waiting outside below zero and fever
 Who's gone?
 Who stole the sun?
 Who sold the soul in the search of the masterplan?
 If only heaven's made of peroxide i wouldn't then need any other lies
 Imagine mirrors from the other side Open up Open up Come out and hide
 Open up come out and hide
 I've seen her climbing your stairs taking breaths taking chance were her tears the only way to pay for your fight?
 Well if she only met him once and if it really didn't matter just another perfect stranger in some perfect blind alley but darling last time i saw you once again you were carried so tell me who's gone?
 Who stole the sun?
 Who sold the soul in the search of the masterplan?
 A trip to hell...
 with no return...
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