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Mother clutches the head of her dying son

Anger and tears so many things to feel

Sensitive boy good with his hands

No one mentions the unmentionable

But everybody understands

Here in this cold white room

Tied up to these machines

It's hard to imagine him as he used to be

Laughing screaming tumbling queen

Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen

Whirling swirling never blue

How could you go and die

What a lonely thing to do

Silence equals death this is what they say

But the anger and the tears do not take the pain away

How far must it go how near must it be

Before it touches you before it touches me

Here in this cold white room

Tied up to these machines

It's hard to imagine life as it used to be

Laughing screaming tumbling queen

Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen

Whirling swirling never blue

How could you go and die

What a selfish thing to do

Did you ever ask those strangers what they're searching for

Did they laugh and tell you they're not really sure

You were hurt by love but still you came right back for more

Il adore il adore il adore

Thanks mum