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When everything's coming up roses The thorns will still leave scars on my hands Just pour me a scotch and a soda I'll get drunk and I'll act like a man I gotta get some of that magic I hear your voices calling A song I dare not trust And all my sleepless dreaming It all turns into dust I stopped all the screaming, crying Yet I still don't understand All that you live for is dying An hourglass empty of sand I gotta be someone less tragic I hear the wind is calling A song I dare not trust And all my sleepless dreaming It all turns into dust In lifeless shadows dreaming My life is left unfeeling And yet beyond this door There must be more Freedom's become too expensive The price is much more than you see But freedom creates an illusion The freedom to save me from me I gotta get some of that magic I hear those voices calling I hear those voices calling I hear those voices calling I hear those voices calling