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Feel like a riddle today? |
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Glamorous - and I must say |
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That you are barely ok |
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Meanwhile I fight |
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For reason clamor in hand to |
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Defend this: my only body stands |
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Take a look around |
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Everything - in turn - will come down |
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Don't depend on this - broken promises |
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They won't hear a sound |
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Last chance to find the way out |
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Rearrange life 'till sundown |
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Fears of |
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A stick in the mud |
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I solved the riddle today |
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Glamorous and I must say |
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That none of us are ok |
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Take a look around |
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Everything - in turn - will come down |
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Don't depend on this - broken promises |
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They won't hear a sound |
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You plant the seed, to grow the tree |
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But save room for the family |
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Evolution turns another ugly hand |
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Suddenly man cannot stand |
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Matchstick starts a fire |
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Pinpoint the blame |
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Through the trees I scream your name |
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[screams] |
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Take a look around |
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Everything - in turn - will come down |
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Don't depend on this - broken promises |
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They won't hear a sound |
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They won't hear a sound (They won't hear a sound) |
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They won't hear a sound (sound) |
