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Hear me know, full of bleed unburnable one |
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Thou I'm a beast and devoge as can be |
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And in night with his part of oblivion fall |
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Now hold down the complex to me |
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I am, I don Quixote the lord of the Mancha |
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Destroy all the demons I had |
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I will march with his 'but glad if you gladly |
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Or hell went to'or die |
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I am son of the, I guess I'm the son of the master |
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I am out there, I guess I am son out the fly |
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Know I messed up don't the wind |
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I sell all the words drivel, I had square , life is his friends |
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Drive me hit and results and sound like some sins |
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All your dust got you going in past |
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For a whole now the devil is known to begin |
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And colored you ' |
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I am, I don Quixote the lord of the Mancha |
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I had fine to go and I hold |
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And I hold'I must take all |
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Feel so good and they go |
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I want your glory and come |
