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----------------- Searching for a pair of wings i try so hard to fly But i'm just tied down by earthly things And watching people live and die Maybe i'll be your social worker Help you solve your problems I'd rather be a superbeing Flying far away, away... Because everything depresses me I only see the black side And looking round from day to day An emptyness inside sorrounds me I'm just a vessel, and vessels quickly crack I'd rather be a superbeing Flying far away, away..., away... 'cos right now i'm just your problem page To write to when you're down And i'm semi-dead, already i'm semi-living with a frown Maybe i'll be your charity Will money buy you better days? I'd rather be a superbeing Flying far away, away, away... So if you give me a pair of wings Then i will learn to fly I'll skip the ordinary I'll avoid the live and die and things 'cos everything depresses me There are no valid reasons why So i will be your superbeing I will learn to fly. Fitzgerald Patrik Lyrics Superbeing Lyrics
