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I took a line that leads you to the opium trail |
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Oriental eyes reveal the lies, deceit, betrayal |
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On this journey behold one who travels far |
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You called him fool but now you are |
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The wizard wanders through the world made from dreams |
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The splashing whirlpool drowns the frightened streams |
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Exotic dancers, flashing lancers, this mysterious space |
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The fanfare advances, the warlord falls from grace |
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It clears your pain |
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But it's got you claimed again, my love |
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You feel the need but it lets you bleed |
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You must concede, my love |
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No one to blame, no shame |
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You crave again and again, my love |
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No used to plead from you |
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It feeds on your greed, my love |
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I took a line that comes from the golden states of shan |
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The smugglers trail that leads to the opium den |
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The chinese connection refines to heroin |
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Depart the heart you crave again |
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It clears your pain |
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You soul is claimed again, my love |
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You feel the need, it lets you bleed |
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You must concede, my love |
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No one to blame, no shame |
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You crave again and again, my love |
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No use to plead |
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From you it feeds, my love |
