I’m back into my mother’s womb
Oh it’s so warm
It’s brighter then the street
Where my friend was killed
For a pocket full of dreams
I’m back into my mother’s womb
Oh it’s so warm
It’s brighter then the room
Of when I’m all alone with you
Alone with you
I’m back into my mother’s womb
Oh it’s so warm
It’s brighter then the street
Where my friend was killed
For a pocket full of dreams
Oh it’s so warm
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