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I strayed into the market followed by a big fat crow |
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Two players on the outside tempted into battles below |
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Turn into a night show, charming for both me and the crow |
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Players on the outside acting like the future gold |
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So helpful my rivals |
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No colors to confuse me |
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In the evening of desire |
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So hopeless survival |
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I welcome all their eyes and |
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Their calculated smiles made of gold |
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I stole the fields of insight |
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Walked into the middle of the drum |
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Building up the best troops |
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Counting on the crow to see |
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Like the spectrum of denial |
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Isolate the day |
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(so helpful to the crow and me |
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It's all i'm good for now) |
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So helpful my rivals |
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No colors to confuse me |
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In the evening of desire |
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So hopeless survival |
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I welcome all their eyes and |
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Their calculated smiles made of gold |
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I can't change the past |
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No colors to confuse me in the evening of desire |
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To show the colours of my heart wont free you of desire |
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Friends, in the end we're all ashamed |
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Even all the hardcore |
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All the strength we |
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Waste on hate |
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And what we stood for |