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Inside

Inside you feel you are dying
On the outside you feel like flying
So keep on flying way up high
Put your fears to rest
You don't never need to fear dying
Your not going anywhere
Fly to your dreams
Don't let anything come between
Plan your goals
Work them out
Inside your soul lies a mystery man
With a heart of Gold
Noone can ever take that away
Your spirit is flying
Your not like a fly that is dying

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