Jazz Christopher Biography

My hero, my hero
Why do you have to be a zero
Turning your head around
Causing everybody to make a frown
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I see an ocean, with ferocious waves
Big as a tornado, thunderous like a volcano
I see an ocean, carnivorous and loud
Killing people with a fright
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The demons are calling
Right under my bed
I cannot see them
Where have they hid
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Crown above your head
So big and wide
So freshly dead
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A Sudden Breeze

I was walking down the streets
Came a sudden breeze
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