True as the night turns black this ain't no fairy tale
(?) no moon for a midnight stroll
Where all them dope fiends to regal
But what if you trade one needle for another?
And a lotta them more cause I'm your brother
Don't gotta look through rose colored glasses
To see about the shadows risin' out the ashes
Me and you, let's spin it in a different mode
All we gotta do is crack the code
Forget blank pages
I wanna live my life amazin', outrageous
It's short but when I step on the stage, woah
The (?) off the page
What you want from me?
Can't you see what I could be?
Purple crayon, my possibility
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