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Gypsy woman calls me |
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Caution leads the way |
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Words or endless stories |
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Reads from a book of night and day |
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Crystals in her gaze |
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Shows me of a place inside a maze |
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Cities golden splendor |
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Only life surrender |
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Candles all around me |
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Mountains in the sky |
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Wakes in mortuary |
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This is the place where life's a lie |
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Gasping in the air |
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Wind breathes words - |
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She's not there |
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Deserts vast and barren |
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Still the witches jargon |
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Just my life surrender |
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Promises of splendor |
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She's a gypsy |
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Blinding lights flash at me |
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I can't believe this place is real |
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Wake me from this dream |
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Fires in stormy weather |
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Silver shields the rain |
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Her grip so tight that my life drains |
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Poison messages sent |
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Nectar from the serpent |
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Never life surrender |
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Psylocybin splendor |
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She's a gypsy |
