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On the far west reaches of your mind all of the things you've done so far |
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Will come to you for evermore and |
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I am here to make sure |
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Lightning strikes right between your eyes |
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As you walk the plank for all those lies, for all those lies |
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I'm not the welcome guest but the price must be paid and |
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I'm here to stay |
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I'm the master of illusion the master of disguise |
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Making worlds disappear right before your very eyes |
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Everyday I hide away in honesty and discipline |
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No good to anyone least of all myself |
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I can always pull a neat trick from the hat |
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Breaking all the rules and treading on the fools |
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Kick out the weak with the |
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Rollers and the pools |
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I follow the river of gold as it flows and will always be at your side |
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Offering a hand that holds the future to your dreams |
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But I stay when |
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I know I should go |
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I'm the master of illusion a master of surprise |
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Ready to pounce on the weak and the weary should they dare close their eyes |
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Milking those with needs who'll never see the woods for the trees |
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Everyday I hide away in honesty and discipline |
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No good to anyone least of all myself |
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I can always pull a neat trick from the hat |
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Breaking all the rules and treading on the fools |
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Kick out the weak with the |
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Rollers and the pools |
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I follow the river of gold as it flows and will always be at your side |
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Offering a hand that holds the future to your dreams |
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But I stay when |
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I know I should go |
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Standing face to face daggers drawn at dawn |
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You dreamt of kings and queens |
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You were only a pawn in the patchwork quilt of life |
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Thrown in the ring to fight |
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The serpent on the left of me the lamb stands to the right |
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Standing face to face daggers to the death |
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Like a thief in the night |
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Stealing your last breath |
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Hypnotised by sorcery |
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Mesmerised by treachery |
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You have the heart you have the will |
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But does your conscience fight you still? |
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Misdemeanour it was only by default that you got this far |
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The road ahead is a path of hot coals dragging you back to the start |
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For he that has the wisdom will see throught the masquerade |
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Now the cold winds blow |
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Where there was once only warmth |
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As the day comes to an end and |
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I must go |
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Take my hand one last time |
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Hold it so close to your faint heart |
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Part of me is dying with you |
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I can't stay anymore |
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The book is closed |
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As the cold hail rains down on you |
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And your whole life flashes right before your very eyes |
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So it comes as no surprise |
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I sympathise |
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But I can't let you go my childhood friend |
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And as your final hour comes to the fore |
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A light as bright the sun penetrates my eyes |
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I'm the master of illusion a master a disguise |
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And you won't fear the world anymore... |
