Hello Halo, Goodbye Glands Testo

Hello to my halo,
goodbye to my glands.
You can❝t move a mountain
with a book of plans.
You can❝t break a heart
with a birthday wish,
You can't make a wave
in a Petri dish.
Tell them, we think they❝re starving.
Tell them, We think they❝re deaf.
Tell them, we❝ve seen them carving
curse words into their desks
Tell them, that I❝m a liquid.
Tell them, it❝s been a gas.
Tell them, they❝re frozen solid
just behind the looking glass.
The mirror❝s just flat,
the mirror❝s just glass,
into the mirror let❝s try not to pass.
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