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Sometimes I look right through the mirrors on the wall
Sometimes it hurts but I've got my mind inside you
I see my life as nails - I'm hammered in the wall
I see my life as screws - I feel I'm drilled inside you

So close your eyes and find yourself on desert sands
Feel the cool breeze upon your face you clench your hands
The sun goes down and the moon rises in the sky
We look at the same moonlight looking in our eyes

We like to climb the world and steal things from the gods
A game we like to play that's controlled from inside you
We'll stain this house of cards even if we bleed
An artificial rain while we're both boxed inside you

A message sent on plains from lands so far away
A pain in every mind to shorten every day
The grip is tight, your teeth are clamped upon an ear
So many words come out but no one seems to hear
It moves so slow, you laugh, you know they're coming soon
They'll kick you out, it tightens up, toughens the tune
We're overjoyed, a bottle's broken in the road
It's getting late but nobody wants to go home

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from Queen​/​Spring​/​Intrepid, released July 13, 2014

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