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Like dead leaves floating on |
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Black river water |
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Voices carried by the current under the surface |
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It holds the whispers down until it |
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Suffocates the sound |
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Of any voice of reason |
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You're not even listening |
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You're chasing fool's gold |
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Chasing fool's gold |
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Everybody knows that illusion is a prison |
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Leave it underground |
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Where you found it |
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Fool's gold, leave it alone |
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Like looking for the morning water's reflection |
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Looking for the truth in a holy translation |
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When the moonlight is shining in the sky |
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The keys hide behind your eye |
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You reach out through smoke, you try to hold |
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To a broken mirror |
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It disappears |
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It's a fool's gold |
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Chasing fool's gold |
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Leave it alone |
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What you do with you time |
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It screams so loud |
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I can't hear a single word come out of your mouth |
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You can't see that hook hiding under the shining of-- |
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You're chasing fool's gold |
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Chasing fool's gold |
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Chasing-- |
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Keep on searching |
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One day you'll be free |
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Keep on searching |
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One day you'll be free |
