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Let's take the longest way |
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Through the hallways of your mind |
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Upon your knees, the phantom breeze |
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Of a shipwreck lost in time |
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Your envy mirror |
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The Kelly fear |
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Adorns the walls in slime |
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Figure it out |
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Just like you used to do |
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In the absence of proud |
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That's when you're cursed to prove |
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And as the perfect wings will glide |
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Cleansed are men of all the mice |
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Past the pain we tend to strive |
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Or that's how it seems to beginners |
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Accept awards throughout our lives |
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To make young lovers intertwine |
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Perhaps the end will come tonight |
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So hurray for the winners |
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A vast abyss |
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Where I've dismissed |
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Ideas of yours and mine |
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But brought to kneel |
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By the Grecian seal |
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We'll join the family line |
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Figure it out |
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Just like you used to do |
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In the absence of proud |
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That's when you're cursed to prove |
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You'll never thrill the bold |
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Divisions in the sky |
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Of whom predestined you to always |
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Be the last in line |
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Let the heavens make it right |
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A warm and gentle breeze at night |
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For the saints and the sinners |
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Bereft you are of plans to gain |
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No mystery and no surprise |
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We're born to fight |
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Suck the marrow of life |
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The winners forever preside |
