My smile is stuck.
I cannot go back to your Frownland.
I cannot go back to your world of gloom
Where black jagged shadows
Remind me of the coming of your doom.
I want my own land.
Take my hand and come with me.
It's not too late for you.
It's not too late for me
To find my homeland.
My smile is stuck.
I cannot go back to your Frownland.
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