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Never knew why he would fall victim to five-dollar highs
Bending his stories, inventing new lies
-telling of cancers
One way to avoid questions and answers
And Karl, he’s lucky
-he’s learned how to fly
by keeping his knees on the ground
The most likely one to achieve such a high
And Karl is missing tonight
What can I say to his poor father?
He calls every day looking for clues
There’s no gingerbread trail for him to follow
The candy man’s come and taken his son
And Karl, he’s lucky
-he’s learned how to fly
by keeping his knees on the ground
His face in the dirt and his “friends” by his side
And Karl is missing tonight
Maybe I’m the one who’s wrong - I misunderstood
You just wanna’ die young to come back and feel good
But is it worth the exchange? Does it keep you from harm?
The last time I saw you – you clutched my arm and you wept
like a child
And Karl, he’s lucky
-he’s learned how to fly
by keeping his knees on the ground
He’s learned how to leave without saying goodbye
And Karl is missing tonight
And Karl is out of my life
Out of my life
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