Sitting in this gloomy day in my office. Sleepy, eyes burning. And I just feel the need for a frisson. Where is that magnolia?
Knows I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonight.
There’s a part of me in the chaos that’s quiet.
And there’s a part of you that wants me to riot.
Everybody needs to cry or needs to spit.
Every sweet tooth needs just a little hit.
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot.
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
A change of heart comes slow.
It’s not a hill, it’s a mountain.
As you start out the climb.
Do you believe me, or are you doubting.
We’re gonna make it all the way to the light.
But I know I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonight.
Every generation gets a chance to change the world.
Pity the nation that won't listen to your boys and girls.
’Cause the sweetest melody is the one we haven’t heard.
Is it true the perfect love drives out all fear?
The right to be ridiculous is something I hold dear.
Oh, but a change of heart comes slow.
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