I don't believe in the existence of angels
[But looking at you I wonder if that's true]
But if I did I would some of them together
And ask them to watch over you
'soon this space will be too small and I'll laugh so hard that the walls cave in then I'll die three times and be born again in a little box with a golden key and a flying fish will set me free ... soon this space will be too small and I'll go outside and I'll go outside'... lhasa de sela
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