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They say that I can read the future in the lines of your hand |
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When there's darkness all around, they say that I can understand |
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Normal eyes don't see |
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So you can't help feeling this jealousy |
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I seem to know the stars and stories that they whisper in my ear |
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They can't see through the mist of time, but to me it's crystal clear |
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You will never know |
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Cause your fantasy won't show |
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And if it did I know you really couldn't bear |
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The sight |
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Does anybody care to listen to what I've got to say |
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Or do you think it really doesn't matter anyway |
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People look at me |
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Waiting for my good advice and wondering what I can see |
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Will their luck change for the good or will they end in ruined state |
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Giving a million if they only could find peace by knowing their fate |
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I'm telling wicked lies |
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Like a devil in disguise |
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If I would not I don't believe they'll stand |
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The night |
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Without me the fair wouldn't be the same |
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So I tell them what they'd like to hear |
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It's part of their dreams and my crazy game |
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It's fun to play |
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The more they pay |
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To me your life is an open book |
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It's written in the cosmical signs |
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Oh how I wish someone could take a look |
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At that silly ball |
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To tell me all |
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About mine |
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Oh, tell me all, tell me all about mine |
