The sisters of mercy

Neverland (a fragment)

The sisters of mercy
I had a face on the mirror
I had a hand on the gun
I had a place in the sun and a
Ticket to Syria

I had everything within my reach
I had monkey and stuff
Each and every call
Too much but never enough
Tear it up and watch it fall

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