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Doing the mess around |
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Push me down into the ground |
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Taste the hands that drink my body |
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Fight me in the dark |
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Wrestle your bones over mine |
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Into our moonless march come the wizard |
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Come, the wizard comes |
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The wizard comes |
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The wizard comes |
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The wizard comes |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
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Trembling midnight lands |
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I travel with the wizard |
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Drink his blood and he's our leader |
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Breath songs in my head |
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Slow arrow flies, are burning |
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And the trouble we possess |
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While the sunshine goes on sleeping |
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The sunshine |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
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Wants to feel you shake and shooting |
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He will be our leader |
