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I need to find my way |
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Back to you now |
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This renegade pace is killing me off |
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I saw the master last night |
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Oh, what a blast |
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I feel so useless now |
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Yet hallowed by his touch |
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Am I that needy, that greedy? |
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Always asking for too much? |
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I saw the master last night |
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Now Amsterdam bleeds |
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With weeds and bad seeds |
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Worse coffee and nameless deeds |
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And an endless string of bad f*** |
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Now Amsterdam bleeds |
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With weeds and bad seeds |
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Worse coffee and nameless deeds |
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And an endless string of bad f*** |
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In swarms we rise |
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In swarms we fly |
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In swarms we fight |
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In swarms we die |