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Everybody is made of clay
Thats what they used to say
Until the truth stepped on us all
Now everything that was big is small
Were just little crying robots
Program me
I wanna win the race
I wanna find the place
Where the king locked up the princess
Jump the fence
And drink a little bit of
.
Red wine, mistakes, apologies
Red wine, headaches, mythology
Now who is the king of the sky
Jupiter says oh me oh my oh why
Is the game always changing?
Ive been through some strangeness
Whats the matter is the feast not fat enough
Up the ladder with your feet
Reaching with your hands
You can feel it and dream it
I know you want to believe it
Just steal it
Take a piece of the sun
And drink some
Red wine, mistakes, apologies
Red wine, headaches, mythology
Now everybodys in the play
At least thats what the script told me to say
It said, shadows cut across the heros face
He falls from grace until a little bird sang
The truth is never ending
Were just here pretending
Lets all laugh so that we dont cry
Lets all lift our glasses up to the sky for some
Red wine, mistakes, apologies
Red wine, headaches, mythology