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Hurry up and sound the charge |
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The moment's arrived to reap the fruit of change |
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To drive out all the good old days |
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The variety show you still draw hope from |
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You white-wash all in self-control |
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But your eyes are giving you away |
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If it's reason against wine |
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I'll choose the wine |
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The gloomy smile the sweet denial |
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If it's mirage against no meaning |
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Like I think it is |
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I'll be a child of entertainment |
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I drove all night to be with you |
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I ask how you are, but you don't answer |
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Why are you so influenced? |
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What makes you think that you've done something wrong? |
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You white-wash all in self-control |
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But your eyes are giving you away |
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I'll be a deadman walking |
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I'll be a deadman walking |
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I'll be a deadman walking |
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I'll be a child of entertainment |