He used to be a kind of a happy guy
But then one day he said good-bye
To the person he used to be
And grew wings to set him free
He flew away from all of us
Away from what he once was
A charade of phony smiles
He's now a case in the x-files
And the chain around his neck is a reminder
A symbol of liberty
How free he once was in our society
He spends the day leaving his white marks
On the statues of great man
Cause he remembers how he used to hate them
He flies by outside my window
There are not many of his kind
He flies by outside my window
He's a hero of our time
He had a dream about this world
Writer(s): Carl-fredrik Jakobsen, Hebert Musso Rodrigo Alfaro, Erik Magnus Blixtberg
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