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Desire |
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His mind was torn up with desire |
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His mind was torn up with desire |
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He didn't even know |
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He transpires |
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His face was caught up in a fire |
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His face was burned in the fire |
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He still didn't know |
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They gave the knife to our fathers |
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Disguise, transform and outburst |
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They gave the knife to our fathers |
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To save your sons and daughters |
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The rise |
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A media parade in disguise |
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A media parade in disguise |
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Will we ever leave? |
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A different mice |
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Of the knife sent here to inspire |
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The knife sent here to inspire |
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Still we never learn |
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They gave the knife to our fathers |
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Disguise, transform and outburst |
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They gave the knife to our fathers |
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To save your sons and daughters |
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Please... |
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Breathe deep... |
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So I wouldn't lose my friends... |
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(We'll ride back in and set them all to fire!) |
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We stole the knife from our fathers |
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To save our sons and daughters |
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Hey hey hey! |
