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(Mags/Pal Waaktaar) "Night I left the city, I dreamt of a wolf..." |
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He came from where the winds are cold |
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And truth is seen through keyholes ...strange longins never sleep |
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Now he's come where no hearts beat |
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Cry wolf Time to worry |
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Cry wolf Time to worry |
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You can start, but you cannot stop |
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You give in, but you can't give up |
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You can tell all your desperate jokes |
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To a world that puts |
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Love on hold |
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Cry wolf Time to worry |
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Cry wolf Time to worry now ...the sunken-in eyes |
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And the pain in his cries |
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A shape in the dark... |
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Cry wolf Time to worry |
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Cry wolf Time to worry now |
