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There is a crescent key |
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that locks a hole in the door |
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into the pit of your heart |
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the future is the reward |
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white light my time has come |
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all night out on the run from black magic |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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Give me the final piece |
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that holds the puzzles end |
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of all the billions of stars |
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that are the dreams of your friends |
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how could anybody feel the same |
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how could anybody feel the same |
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black magic |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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huh! |
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It is the person's eyes |
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that have the answers in |
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around the galaxy mars |
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a new place to begin |
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white light my time has come |
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all night out on the run |
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from black magic |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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black |
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black magic |
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owwwwww |
