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• Artiste: Kitchens Of Distinction
• Titre: Prince of Mars
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Hide him away from the backhand of angry He'll sit quietly as the fizzyness flows around Never seen wars before, never been to a party He says "they laugh like balloons, they dance like baboons They're so different when it's dark" Hiding away as the noise gets louder Watching the people loose in the corridor Too many questions He can't stay long, this is not his world "Why are their lips even redder than The bad one in Snow White Why do they shout so, are they in pain I don't understand Can't stay much longer, I must tame my fox So this is what goes on when you grow old." Hiding away in memory now sits my Prince laughing He had to go, we all have to go, there's too much I didn't ask Like "what happens when you know the answer But they're so used to you being wrong? And why this cover when caught inside We're heavy hearted, too close to the knives Our hearts are closing like hammer horror walls Fingermarked skin, hurt to the bone We don't understand Oh, my Prince, answer please I'll get the pencils We'll draw ourselves a new world."