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Once upon a time into the room of pain and joy a child asleep, |
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an old man dealing with his cream |
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Once upon a time the man who own the child was getting off with him, |
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crashing right into the sin |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Once upon a time the child who got no right abused and used |
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by that man who told him bunch of lies |
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Once upon a time there was a world of kindly words and sweet desire, |
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today nobody is free from liars |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable |
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Once upon a time the love the man the child both drifted by the rain, |
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the rain that wash your lust away |
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Once upon a time down to the hole of pain this |
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was a story of a man a child who falled in love |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable |
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Here, here they are, big eyes to watch, |
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no fear big hands to touch |
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Here, here they are, big eyes to watch, no fear big hands to touch |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Press your flying hands with strength, no remorse, |
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consciousness |
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Old man... Baby... Magic tender fable |