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Crimson flames tied through my years |
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Rollin' high and mighty trapped |
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Countless violent flaming roads |
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Using ideas as my map |
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"We'll meet on edges soon," said I |
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Proud 'neath heated brow |
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Ahh, but I was so much older then |
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I'm younger than that now |
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Half wracked prejudice leaped forth |
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In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand |
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At the mongrel dogs who teach |
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Fearing not I'd become my enemy |
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In the instant that I preach |
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Sisters fled by confusion boats |
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Mutiny from stern to bow |
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Ahh, but I was so much older then |
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I'm younger than that now |
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|
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Ahh, but I was so much older then |
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I'm younger than that now |
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My guard stood hard when abstract threats |
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Too noble to neglect |
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Deceived me into thinking |
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I had something to protect |
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Good and bad, I define these terms |
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Quite clear, no doubt, somehow |
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Ahh, but I was so much older then |
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I'm younger than that now |
